They call me “Whiskey,” which don’t really add up, because what I like to drink is beer. I used to live on the ranch. Now I live on the island — the County Island. Things don’t make no sense here, generally. But I play along because the grub is good and the work is light, even though they have me doin all manner of ridiculous things, such as what I’ve attempted to summarize here. This here blog is about what I see and hear, and what the others tell me. You likely won’t believe half of it. Sometimes I can hardly believe it myself.
- Whiskey Ranch-Horse
I’d love to see photographs of you – I bet you’re a one good lookin’ hunk o’ horse! Also, it would be a hoot to see the places you’ve gone, the things you’ve done, and the stuff you’ve endured. Does your human own one of those picture-takin’ things?
Yeah, she’s got a fancy picture-taker, and she’s always takin’ pictures with it… I suppose I’ll have to post some of ‘em. I got a list made of a lot of the stories I want to tell about my life, and about the county island. Sit tight, and I’ll get around to it.
I’m leaving a comment, because I can’t figure out how else to subscribe to this blog. ;o) Looking forward to many more updates from this handsome boy!
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