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Boyfriend in His Infinite Wisdom

Today I thought I'd share some of dear Boyfriend's words. He, in all his infinite wisdom, rotundity, and belovedness, is sort of my Horse counterpart. If you haven't met him yet, you must go visit him at www.iamboyfriend.com.  Here's an excerpt from a recent blog post, found in its entirety at this link. You must click the button to see Boyfriend's animation of his dream, and do remember that you're to imagine a robust dappled gray on the phone with Aunt Nancy!

" Mother used to laugh at me because I was very nervous of the weight tape. Saddle? No problem. Weight tape? CREEPY! Mother said I looked like Bugs Bunny figuring out he was getting measured for the stock pot.

That's not a very nice thing to say. That sort of thing can happen. I don't want it to happen to me!

I had the strangest dream the other night... Is it because Mother has been neglecting me? Anyway, I found a way to re-enact for my readers. Click this button, but I recommend you just listen and not watch, because the video isn't really me. Oh, for backgound information, Mr. Smothers is Mother's cat. He and Aunt Nancy discussed some of the dangers of the world outside the house... "snake bite, dog attack, or vehicular felinicide".

And one last qualifier. I am a good horse. But Aunt Nancy oh-so-very-occasionally uses bad language. This re-enactment is exactly how the dream happened, so it is verbatim. My apologies to any young impression-ables."

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  1. Thanks for the bump, Fenway. Mother feels bad that my wifi has been so sporadic of late. She did come see me tonight, and says tomorrow is the day... the takeover is complete! So hopefully, she'll come to the barn like she is supposed to, and these odd dreams will stop.

    And I'll get my cookies...

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  2. Bif, you need to encourage her to buy some sort of high-maintenance animal in addition to your noble self. The illness of my goat, though tragic, has certainly had me seeing more of FarmWife! She's in the shed more often then not, day and night, and we're all enjoying her company.

    Fenway

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