I, Fenway Bartholomule, had been prepared to share with you today a terribly splendid and mulishly stupendous bray via digital video media. Unfortunately, blogger and the tired Macbook are conspiring against me.
Fear not! In the fashion o…
Posted on July 29, 2010
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From Ancient Tribes of Kara Kum for Sweet Water Farm The ancient tribes of Kara Kum held dear to them these gems— The noble mares and stallions of old Turkmenistan. With gilded coats and fiery eyes they strode with chiseled grace— Perfection s…
Bumper Sticker Survey
Posted on July 29, 2010
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I, Fenway Bartholomule, find the Cafepress markup to be dissatisfyingly high. As a clever hay-earning tactic and as a means of making the Muleness more available to you, my loyal and deserving readers, I have come up with a tremendously de…
We All Have Our Frumpy Days
Posted on July 28, 2010
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We all have our frumpy days. I'm not having one today, as it happens . . . today I am feeling as fit as a fiddle and as lovely as the day . . . but they happen. Even to me, mulish and splendiferous me.
FarmWife is feeling OK today, bu…
Posted on July 27, 2010
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For Oliver Twist, Who Could Not Stay We make some friends in these short lives Who touch us to the core— Who feel to us like soulmates, Make us cherish each day more. We make some friends who are so kind— So full of love to give— That they make e…
Posted on July 27, 2010
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Chisholm’s Thundercloud on Life I was born a darling pet— A favorite: cherished, loved. I learned to trust and learned to play And learned what life’s made of. Then circumstances intervened, And life became uncertain— Forsaken, lost, unloved and …
So Here's My Problem . . .
Posted on July 27, 2010
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I cannot have a drink of water without attracting a throng of giggling admirers. It's the tongue thing, I guess . . . I stick my snout down to the trough, and *boop!* out pops my mulishly pink and splendiferously touchable tongue. I do…
I am well, yet Kleng was Ill.
Posted on July 26, 2010
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All is well at Bent Barrow Farm today! I'm getting my mojo back, and have started initiating play with FarmWife when she comes out to visit with me in the afternoons. I used to do this often, and my hock injury put the kibosh on the b…
Go Sox!
Posted on July 25, 2010
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This weekend, the humans are honoring FarmHusband's birthday by going to see the Red Sox at Safeco Field. Rooting against the home team—someone's got to do it, I suppose, and the Mariners have been on bad behavior lately as it is!…
Shine
Posted on July 24, 2010
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Now's your chance, longears, to shoulder your way into the spotlight! The official 2011 Brays of Our Lives calendar is slowly transitioning from Dream to Plan, but we need you!
I know, 12 months of Fenway sounds pretty delicious . . .…
Hoofies
Posted on July 23, 2010
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My favorite blog on the subject of hooves has to be Fran Jurga's . She doesn't specialize in barefoot hoofies, Easybooted hoofies, or mule hoofies, but somehow she always has something interesting to say! I am not a Hoofcare and La…
Query: What Are Your Favorite Muleisms?
Posted on July 22, 2010
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At the suggestion of my dear reader Ann, I'm ruminating on the matter of a 2011 Brays of Our Lives calendar. With enough interest, I think I'd like very much to make one available for a modest fee (to cover printing costs).
So, fi…
Making a Living
Posted on July 22, 2010
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I have a new plan for making a living: sell my writing. . . . . OK, now wipe away your tears of laughter and listen—I am happy here at my desk. I am full of ideas, I love what I'm doing, and I am getting positive feedback—lots of it, unsol…
Posted on July 22, 2010
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Toebee, Big Inside My years are few as you may count— Of moons I shan’t see many— But my days are as full as yours And my life grand as any. My heart is small by measured weight, My pulse is light’ning fast, But it’s a brave heart, good and true, …
Do the Hustle
Posted on July 21, 2010
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Well, friends, I may be temporarily retired from riding, but I am still sound enough to do the grapevine and the funky chicken. I have spent a minute or two here or there teaching FarmWife to do this , and now she can go forwards and backw…
Posted on July 20, 2010
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For Cody, Still Cherished Some lives are far too fragile, Some lives are far too brief— Some lives so grand that when they’re gone There’s everlasting grief. Some loves are so enduring— Some bonds so firmly sealed— That even death can’t shake …
I am not the only cutie pie blogger out there
Posted on July 20, 2010
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Here is a little list, selected at random, except for Shaeffer* and Parsley* who are my e-friends.
Here is a cute border terrier blogger: http://bugsythedog.wordpress.com/
*Here is a cute donkey blogger: http://sheafferdonkey.blogspot.com…
Posted on July 19, 2010
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The Greatest Subject for Sue Kroll—a great artist A painter’s eye can beauty find Within a bowl of fruit; A vase of blossoms can inspire art. A scenic lake can fine art make, As vistas can inspire, The nude in the museum plays her part. But sh…
Posted on July 19, 2010
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Words from Rambo to his Human What were horses made to do? To live within a herd— To eat, to play, to race about, To speak without a word. What were horses made to love? Sweet grass, good friends, and space— The pleasure of good company, a play…
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- So Here's My Problem . . .
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- Go Sox!
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