A comedy of errors

Here's what FarmWife wrote about this ridiculous little movie when she uploaded it to Youtube today:

"There are a couple of humorous and humbling moments in this film, which I took as a means of seeing myself cantering on Fenway Bartholomule. 


1) Note how I failed to tell him, "stand," and therefore he walked away at the beginning of the movie. I wasn't worried. He whoas and comes on command. 


2) Note how my girth slipped when I mounted. (Whoops!) I do tend to keep a slightly looser girth than perhaps I should, because he gets rubs in his elbows if it's done up tightly. 


I hope you can find some entertainment value in this silly little clip and refrain from judging my mulemanship or my cinematography!"

As for me, Fenway Bartholomule, I say "note the surging power of my stride! Note the lithe athleticism and churning force of my motion! Note what a good boy I am, and how I carry that lady with nary a complaint!" I also ask that you enjoy the quiet interlude between the going from and the coming towards the camera—consider it a chance to meditate upon the Muleness of the universe.

Ears,
Fenway Bartholomule