Betty went ballistic and she has teetered back on top. If the rights can be sold to ESPN, the farmer is thinking of putting her in a stall with Abby for the day so that they can work it out once and for all. Wronny is in the back with the big milkers so the Crackpot Oregonian would not have her big hired goon to look out for her. (That is just an expression Wronny if you are reading this.)
Willen shed out the winter coat that was making him look like a woolly fat pony. Now he just looks like a fat pony. Or possibly a glossy palomino seal. All the horses have been mysteriously good, so the farmer is getting very suspicious.
Blue's two daughters were too pretty to keep and one has already gone to a new home. The public has been trying to buy Crumpet but so far the farmer has not cracked. Fritzi and Frodo, the brothers with another mother, are living a happy, carefree life now that they traded in their old earbiting dam (Winjay the Hun) for a kindly new cookie-baking dam (Saint Penrose.)
My mother and my daughter and I have been passing the days sunning ourselves. The paint continues to peel. The cabana continues to fall apart. Jinxy continues to get cuter. Moldy, the last of the Nigerians to kid, continues to grow bigger.
And the grass continues to grow.
Long Live the Grass, without the Grass there would be no Grass Babies.
3 comments :
I say let them duke it out! Betty will come out on top when there is no cheating or padding of the outcomes by 'hired' help. It is THE WAY. It is how it is supposed to be. Long live the grass, all right!
Millie! Your post has all the makings of a country song!
SOME'S ON THE WAY
(to the melody of "One's On The Way," apologies to Loretta Lynn)
Here in Washington the paint is a-peelin'
Betsy went ballistic 'cause Abby might be stealin'
Willen is a fatty and Winjay is a bratty
And Moldy's got some on the way
(Oh, Lord, we hope it ain't quads again!)
No apologies necessary, OGG.
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