Saturday, May 14, 2011

Chester Is Given a Reprieve

We awaited Chester's dental appointment with great interest - especially those of us not due for the gag and rasp treatment this year. Then the medical man called and said that owing to things like emergencies etc. the appointment must be delayed a week. Never having had his teeth filed, Chester is rather blase about the whole thing. He'll find out soon enought...

Finally, the grass has found some ambition and is growing with vigour. Of course that means the stinging wire went up. Chester was not familiar with the concept and somehow had an electrifying experience to the end of his nose that caused an out-of-body event. This resulted in his instantaneous transfer to the other side of the wire. It seems he's quite an accomplished high jumper because nothing was touched in the incident. He wasn't too fussed and carried on with power grazing. The humans arrived, scratched their heads, and took down a section of the wire so he could be reunited with us. Molly used the opportunity to try to barge through and was soundly reprimanded.

In addition to limited grazing we ran out of our winter hay and a top-up load was delivered. We don't care for it. It is wispy and bland. We pointed this out to Herself and were dismissed summarily. She says it is diet hay and good for our waistlines. We say it is a disgrace to subject us to starvation. Herself laughed raucously and said our waistlines remain visible from outer space. And on it goes...

13 comments:

AutumnSkyRanch said...

LMAO! I'm sorry, Sheaffer, but that last comment is just too funny. Of course, I mean, she must be delusional because I'm sure you retain a svelte shape. Chester certainly has his ways. I hope he doesn't have to conform too much because he sounds delightful.

billie said...

Go, Chester! The Woman is going to have her hands full with a pony that can JUMP! :)

Sheaffer, we are awaiting the new season of hay here - we are having so much rain the hay grower has not been able to cut it yet. He has a little left from last year that we hope will tide us over, but we may have to top off with some from another grower until this weather clears up.

We are still under the spell of the cicada song. It is LOUD. I for one long for the quiet of a summer's day.

Calm, Forward, Straight said...

Chester reveals his hidden talents :)

The stinging wire around here has been known to jump out at unsuspecting equines (and humans) on particularly humid occasions - surprising - not in a good way!

I would suggest standing and / or tromping on the offendingly insufficient fodder. If that doesn't work, there's always the ultimate commentary ;)

Susan said...

Camryn here, I know all about diet hay. You do get used to it. Plus side is once you loose the weight, you gots more energy to pull yur humans about!!!

Buddy said...

how many times do I have to post before it shows up. I'm so tired now - my hoofies just can't repeat the long post I just did :(

Your fren,

ponymaid said...

AutumnSkyRanch, I assure you I am of a spherical but quite svelte figure - though there are those who mock from the wings. Chester is showing more every day that he is of a strong and individualistic nature. Also that he is only four and lacks life experience...witness the stinging wire.

ponymaid said...

billie, several knowledgeable horse persons have pointed out Chester's conformational pre-disposition toward the high jump. The Woman expresses horror at the very idea - she likes to remain firmly on terra firma at all times. I sincerely hope your new hay grows quickly - I wouldn't wish our current fodder on my worst enemy. We will have cicadas later in the summer but right now can hear the last of the spring peepers - they have a high, piping song that is quite delightful.

ponymaid said...

Calm, Forward, Straight, I will heed your warning about humid days and the transference of wire stings. Quite the shocking revelation. I'm sorry to say that even though the sustenance is sub-par, the Haflinger duo continue to vacuum it up. I, on the other hoof, push it about weakly and retire to the corner. I will put your other, stronger, critique into effect.

ponymaid said...

Camryn - they put you on this wretched diet too?! It's speciesism, I tell you. Put them on hardtack for the summer and see how they like it, I say. There have been mutterings about digging out the cart and having me haul Herself around the property - though she also mentioned axel grease as a means of inserting my person between the shafts. She had better be jesting - I don't care for any form of liquid being slathered on myself.

ponymaid said...

Buddy, this is terrible! Where are your comments going to? Perhaps my technical advisor, Gazelle, can track down the cause of the disappearances. We can't have this section without you. Put your feet up and have your woman massage them.

Dougie Donk said...

I am avoiding any comments about D-I-E-T, as my woman has also been making barbed commends about the proportions of my derriere!

I hope Chester' dental appointment goes rather better than Seth, the jack Russell Terrorist, who had to have FIVE teeth removed today. He was strangely subdued on his evening visit....

On a more positive note - the woman has invested in another Fire Brigade themed gift for your birthday auction. But she has lost your address! Please can you email it again & I will make sure the gift is posted this week.

ponymaid said...

Dougie - why are they so obsessed with our proportions and dietary intake? Herself has been seen to take aboard five of those digestive biscuits in one short and effcient burst - and yet I am the target of of unwavering critiques about calorie storage...hah. Is Seth feeling better? Five teeth sounds a lot even for a canine of such hardy constitution. I won't tell Chester just yet. I will have the Woman forward my postal address and await the arrival of the mystery object with keen anticipation. Thank you for thinking of the auction - even though things are postponed for now, we look forward to the next version of the fundraiser.

Dougie Donk said...

Your address has now been safely received & the parcel is wrapped for posting when herself ventures into Glasgow tomorrow. I have sent you a photo of the contents, just in case you wish to do an auction teaser right now :))

Thank you for the kind wishes - Seth is still feeling a little abused, but is being consoled by liberal quantities of checken for dinner, as his usual kibble is deemed "too hard for his poor sore mouth".

I should like liberal quantities of ANYTHING succulent for dinner, but fear I will be denied, yet again.

Yours in dietary penure

Dougie