Periodically, regularly, sporadically, who knows! What I do know is this will be dedicated to my random observations on life and recounts of the kooky situations I find myself in.
Firstly, one should introduce the players:
Hapless Human
I've a somewhat sarcastic, definitely self-deprecating sense of humor. It's much more fun to poke fun at yourself than it is to sweat the small stuff!
Also known as Rascal, Jockey Club name, Paddys Road. 2008 thoroughbred, failed racehorse, superstar dressage horse, Mr. Personality, and sole signing authority on my bank account.
Rascal wandered into my life at a time when I didn't want another horse, and had no idea how much I needed him. Luck was with me that day, and he is certainly the best dance partner a girl could ask for.
He's the right mix of personality, ego, goofiness, rideability, talent, and sauciness. Well, sometimes maybe too much sauciness! Just keeps things interesting!
Also, if anyone is going to have weird veterinary issues, it'll be Rascal. Just keeping me on my toes!
#1 Chief Herding DogAs much brain as brawn, this spoiled little princess is my favorite lapdog...when she remembers she's a dog, and my favorite "cat" when she's in cat-mode. She is equal parts force-of-destruction, surgeon-to-stuffies, sheep-dog-extraordinaire, and the best speller in the house.
Seriously...who knew borders collies could learn how to spell? Nothing's safe anymore. O-U-T, P-A-R-K, and W-A-L-K all have her racing to the door in excitement.
I'm sure she'll have I-space-A-M-space-S-C-R-E-W-E-D figured out in no time flat, and then I really will be screwed!
Chief Herding Dog's full brother, too busy being a doofus to do anything productive. Might be able to spell but isn't sure if he's right or not.
Packing sends him into a frenzy.
The ding of the microwave, foreman grill, and the pop of a toaster send him running for cover with his tail between his legs.
There's no good reason for this behaviour.
It's endless entertainment.
