You know how men Vets are with their cars, guns and toys. I suppose the most enviable would be a high-calibre, magnum 4-wheel drive if there were such a fabled tank. For all the rest of us old cowboys, there can be no finer addition to the garage than a 16 ½-hand, 10-year old Thoroughbred freeloader angling for a permanent bunker at LZ Grambo. Ladies and Gentlemen, meet Cooper who is a far cry from mini. You need binoculars to see his ears up close.
Cooper’s claim to fame is he taught kids how to ride for years but his owners can no longer keep him. We built a big barn last fall and there’s one room left. Kona needed a companion to romp around with so the circle is complete. Our Goat Wally was never any substitute for Kona as a pseudohorse. It would be like hanging around the drive-in with your sister trying to pick up chicks or riding a Vespa. Fun? Yes, but you’d never want your horse friends to know you were cruising the pasture with a sawed-off Nubian. You’d be the laughingstock of the barnyard and never live it down.
Two kids, 1 parrot, two dogs, one cat, two horses, one goat, one wife. Good thing I’m not one of those offshoots of the Mormon faith.
Gotta get those travel plans down pat so I can meet those guys and oh yeah talk to you too.
Beautiful–friends already.
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