All O.o'' at work...
2006-Oct-25, Wednesday 01:41 pmI want to remember the name Keldric. Keldric is a cool name. It’s like a cross between Kendrick and Celtic. I love it.Oh yeah, I’m at work, in case you haven’t guessed it. I just started the mail a few minutes ago. Unfortunately, I was itching like crazy which is usually a warning sign of an oncoming allergic reaction -.- So I went and ate and too some benadryl. I expect to be al O.o’’’ for the rest of the day. Joy.
I miss my Rocky (for those of you who have no clue, Rocky was my second horse, but we had to sell him because I was sick and not riding him and I didn’t want him to just get lazy or go to waste.). I miss grooming him and playing around with him. He was tons of fun...and he always smelled so good. A lot of people that don’t spend time around horses think horses stink, but properly groomed horses actually don’t smell bad at all. He used to eat in the barn, and I’d climb up onto the loft and read while he ate...I’d let my legs dangle down off the side of the loft and when he was done eating, he’d come over and put his head against my legs and I’d scratch his neck with my toes ^.^ He was a big sweetie. I guess I got to thinking about it 'cause Scamp told me about how her Brits have their own stables and it sent me back. They have a place that's local that's a ranch...Black Star Ranch I think it's called. Might have to look into their services and fees.
Ok. Maybe the benadryl’s kicking in faster than I thought O.o That was this week’s trip down MM’s Memory Lane. Join us next week when we discuss her modern art in the fifth grade.
Tootles.
MM
I miss my Rocky (for those of you who have no clue, Rocky was my second horse, but we had to sell him because I was sick and not riding him and I didn’t want him to just get lazy or go to waste.). I miss grooming him and playing around with him. He was tons of fun...and he always smelled so good. A lot of people that don’t spend time around horses think horses stink, but properly groomed horses actually don’t smell bad at all. He used to eat in the barn, and I’d climb up onto the loft and read while he ate...I’d let my legs dangle down off the side of the loft and when he was done eating, he’d come over and put his head against my legs and I’d scratch his neck with my toes ^.^ He was a big sweetie. I guess I got to thinking about it 'cause Scamp told me about how her Brits have their own stables and it sent me back. They have a place that's local that's a ranch...Black Star Ranch I think it's called. Might have to look into their services and fees.
Ok. Maybe the benadryl’s kicking in faster than I thought O.o That was this week’s trip down MM’s Memory Lane. Join us next week when we discuss her modern art in the fifth grade.
Tootles.
