The weekly sulks and daily seduction of my ankles aside, Harriet is a happy, funny creature. An expert percussionist and a confetti artist, Harriet entertains us to no end. Making music with her plastic tubs, shredding phone books and arra…
Good Thing I Chew Slowly!
Dear Readers,
FarmWife is often in the habit of approaching the fence with a little morsel of something tasty, and I am often in the habit of waiting near the fence as a result. She thinks that I wait near the fence because I love her. I …
Rabbit Habits (Part I continued)
Truth be told, I cannot fairly blame Harriet's pissy attitude on tardy meal service. While her late breakfast may have compounded an existing irritability, my guess is that she woke up on the wrong side of the bed for a different reaso…
Rabbit Habits (Part I)
Productive though they may be, the chickens fall short when it comes to social rewards. As much as we enjoy the sustenance of their eggs and the entertainment of their interactions, we must allow that Harriet the rabbit steals the spotligh…
Who was your heart horse?
Have you loved a horse (or a mule, or a donkey) the way FarmWife loves me? Is your equine love with you now, or has the horse of your heart passed beyond the plane of earthly existence, or out of your ownership and control?
I, Fenway Barth…
Birds of a Feather (Part II)
The chickens, geniuses of egg production, are otherwise somewhat limited by their brain size. Estimates of this size range from "about the size of a man's thumbnail," to "very small, very small." The chicken brain i…
Left Out
There is an interior renovation project going on in the house today. I was not invited to participate. I think this is because A) I am large, B) I have no opposable thumbs, and C) the humans wanted to spare me the possible indignity of get…
Harry Bun-Bun
I am not the only four legged beast at Bent Barrow Farm with my own theme song. FarmWife sings to us all, as it happens, and I am not at all afraid of admitting this. FarmWife has a very big heart. There is room in there for all of us.
He…
Discipline Haiku
Roll that peanut out
Shuffle, shuffle, hooves
Fake tail drags behind
Halt at X, fussing.
That's over. Now gallop, jump!
Lastly, stadium.
Lofty trot with schwung.
Strength, suppleness, lightness.
Yeah, yeah. More circles.
One hundred m…
II. Birds of a Feather (part I)
Springtime picnics are complicated by the presence of the chickens. These birds have an uncanny knack for getting into mischief, and a terrible ineptitude when it comes to getting out of it. Combine this with an insatiable appetite for all…
What Other Explanation Can There Be?
I have the sinking feeling that FarmWife has been reading too much about Amigo, the horse who battled a tree , and has become nervous about the safety of her own hoofbeasts as a result. After all, what possible explanation can there be for …
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