Problems

FarmWife needs to A) sell my Easyboot Bares, which will allow her to fund the replacement of my Easyboot Epic gaiters, B) sell a poem*, or C) sell my Wintec snaffle bridle. I'm taking offers! It's in good shape, it's sold sans bit or reins, and it's been touched by a star. $25 and you, too, could own a piece of history. Black, beta, horse size, regular cavesson with an aftermarket leather flash attachment added (optional). For another ten bucks, we'll throw in a 5.5" stainless loose ring french link snaffle. 

The other problem is that FarmWife now has a new, favorite tack store. This is why she's not to upset at the thought of selling my snaffle bridle—you see, they have one there that she'd rather have, anyway! She'll save up for it. It's lower priority, since I do my trail riding in a bosal anyway, and my hoof boots are the first thing to get straight. 

I, on the otherhand, have very few wishes. Hay. Grass. Carrots. Strap goods? I could take 'em or leave 'em. That's one of the best things about being me, Fenway Bartholomule. 

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*a few new sample poems have been posted to www.commissionedpoetry.blogspot.com, and additional samples are coming this week! Keep an eye out!