I Just Gotta Tell Ya

My Locusts? They are growing up. Life has been hectic to say the least of late, and Cub and Wrecking Crew have really proven themselves to be some amazing little mens. Now, I know- I'm their Mom. I'm *supposed* to think they are amazing.

But when someone else outside the family comments on it? Yeah- does my old heart wonders.

For example. I've been going to work now and then for a few hours. Which makes things hectic in the morning, and I skip paddock cleaning until evening chores. Imagine my surprise the other day as I pulled back into the drive to see both boys and one happy pony in the paddock. The boys, red faced, sweaty, dirty, looking for all the world like they had been toiling away in the hot sun for hours, projected an air of satisfaction.

I looked the Pregnant Gelding over. His bright red hide shone in the sun. And it hit me-- he had his fly mask on. I didn't put his fly mask on before I left for work. I had forgotten about it as I was tossing hay into the paddock and filling the water tank. Cub came marching up, wiping his sweaty brow. He noticed me looking at Lutin the Pregnant Gelding and he proudly proclaimed, "I put his mask on Mom! The gnats were getting in his eyes and making him upset. You should see him, Mom! He drops his head down for me and everything to put the mask on!"

Then I looked around a bit more.

They boys had raked the paddock
They had hosed down HoneyMare.
And since both horses were convinced that there was NOT enough hay, the Locust Brothers fully understood and gave them MORE hay.


How stinkin cool is that I ask?


Now for a giggle on Lutin's behalf.

When we had to be out of town a couple weekends ago, a very good friend of ours house and critter sat for us. Good buddy spent time with the horses, brushing them, feeding them treats, and in general just getting a horse fix in. The other day at work, he cornered Dear Husband and asked, "Hey! I've been meaning to ask Mrs Mom- but when is her mare with the long mane due to foal? She looked pretty close! I want to make sure to come out and see the baby when she drops!"

Well let me tell you. Dear Husband just about busted. A. Gut. laughing. Once he stopped gasping for air and was able to stand up straight again, he was able to explain to a very puzzled Good Buddy that Lutin was indeed, a gelding. A rather ROUND gelding, but gelding all the same.

Good Buddy cracked up then. And said that I need to exercise my horse more.



I have not had the chance to see Good Buddy since he asked Dear Husband about my "mare". But we'll be working together this weekend. So... yeah. I'm fully expecting some ribbing on this particular subject!!