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09/08/2003: "September Mornings"
always make me feel that way…
Neil Diamond ~ September Morn
I’m not a winter person. Heck, I’m not a FALL person. :o( September is a depressing month for me no matter how nice the weather is - and it is quite nice right now. Still, I get that old Fall Feeling, and it gets me down.
As for Labor Day, it was fantastic here - rained ALL day. Temperature was okay, but that endless rain was depressing, downright dismal it was.
HOWEVER - I can always count on Mr. Goof Ball (aka Indy) to liven things up, even on the gloomiest days. We started the morning as we always do; Mike and I, cleaning the stalls and feeding breakfast - along with their morning carrots of course! Both these guys are pretty easy on their stalls, almost NEVER pooping inside. They do however, pee - especially Ami - so the stalls do require mucking out the wet spots and periodically adding more shavings. This was one of those mornings.
We use baled shavings, and Mike has this idea that I shouldn’t be hauling them around, so he always does this himself. He was just pushing the wheelbarrow with a couple of bales of shavings into the stall area when Indy - in his capacity as Supervisor Of Everything - came in. He immediately began his inspection of the wheelbarrow and its contents. Mike said, “You pick up your cone - how about picking up this bale for me?” That was probably not the thing to do…
Indy thought about it for a moment. Then he opened his mouth as wide as possible and sank his teeth into the biggest chunk of the bale that he could - and picked it up! Of course, the plastic around the bale wasn’t up for this and promptly ripped open, shavings going everywhere. This seemed to please Indy no end, and besides, Mike asked him to do it, right? He “helped” Mike with a few more bales as well. That’s Indy - always there when you need him. ;o)
Indy and Ami both are always there when I need them, in many ways. Only with my horses it seems, can I let go of everything and live in the Moment. While I’m in their presence, that Moment is all that counts, and the world and all it’s grief and worry just goes away… Yeah, I guess I COULD live without them, but WHY?
Next time: More barn remodeling due to Indy’s insatiable desire to understand how everything works - and his uncanny ability to dismantle things in his quest for that knowledge.
