Monthly Archives: January 2010

If there’s anything more pointless than a pleasure horse, I’d imagine it’s a pet cow. I seen a lot of cows in my time – wily cows, mean cows, timid cows, uppity cows that think they’re all that and a … Continue reading →

Last night’s storm was a doozie! I hope yer all safe and dry today, because I sure ain’t dry yet. And it’s still rainin’ here right now. Here I was just tellin’ you about the Big One of ’07, and … Continue reading →

You know how there are some horses that ain’t quite right in the head? The ones in the pasture that will take a loose strand of barbed-wire fence, wrap it around their hoof on purpose, then yell, “Hey, y’all, watch … Continue reading →

Yesterday, January 17, was my sixth anniversary of being a “pleasure horse.” My humans call it my birthday, although they have no actual idea how old I am (but they like to guess), or when I was really born, and … Continue reading →

I like to live my life by what’s called the Code of the West. I’m a simple horse, but, let me tell you, I did not get to this age by bein’ a stupid horse. The Code says the strongest … Continue reading →