Raining, pouring, strange morning awake

Dec 07, 2007 09:16

6:50am Bills cell phone is ringing. He is in computer room. The ring is his generic one so I picked up. It was Al. The horse, the cow, and both donkey are gone. Middle of the night during the rain someone stole the lot ( Read more... )

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vampireanneke December 7 2007, 18:16:06 UTC
Good to know they found all the animals.

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Yes - I'd call that an adventure. liz_uk December 7 2007, 18:18:50 UTC
First thanks for adding me. I find your life so different to mine and there lies the attraction. Besides you write damn well. My father would have got on with you. Learnt to ride as a boy and later jumped ship to America and learned a lot of Native American Culture as well as how to ride bareback. Later he became a circus stunt rider and knife thrower. But all those days were before I was born or within my first 5 years and I don't remember them much although I'm said to be just like him in temperament - a mixed blessing for all concerned.

I'll be sure to keep uo [and catch up with your life]

Kim

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mieaga December 7 2007, 18:38:25 UTC
I am sorry :(

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mycroftca December 7 2007, 20:40:19 UTC
Why? She got all the critters back without even breaking a sweat!

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maedb December 7 2007, 19:18:19 UTC
They're stealing your babies? In the age of dumping babies because you can't kill them or sell them? Holey Moley! I hope they are limping for days and days from the shin bruises. I hope other stuff, too, but I don't want your journal to be repeated, so I won't say it.

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mycroftca December 7 2007, 20:41:41 UTC
I suspect that the rustlers were run off by the valiant donkeys. There was no problem, except rounding up the strays, and any cowboy, Chinese or otherwise, should be able to manage that...

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mycroftca December 7 2007, 20:43:39 UTC
I was worrying, whether Al said to or not, and so I'm glad to hear that the errant equines were all corralled.

Love you.

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