Saturday, December 29, 2012

Saturday encore ~ The one where Hank tries to give us all a heart attack

The post below is from December 14, 2011. Hank will soon be turning 20 ... though you'd never guess it from this set of pictures.

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Yesterday was the dreariest day I can remember since moving to New Mexico 18 years ago. The temperature hovered around 40, the sun never came out, and it rained. All. Stinkin'. Day. The rain helped melt the snow, which has been covering the ground for 12 days, but it also turned the entire ranch into a great big, sloppy quagmire.

Lucy, Alan and George had the good sense to stay in the barn.


Hank did not.


George: You really should go out there and convince him to take shelter. 
Alan: He might catch a cold or something.
Me: I don't suppose one of you wants to carry the umbrella so I don't get drenched?



Me: I didn't think so.



So out I trudged into the corral, slipping and sliding and sinking in the muck,
to try and talk some sense into Hank.




Hank: Hi, mom! Isn't it a beautiful day? Life is good! 
Me: Easy there, Hank. We don't need you to be falling down and hurting yourself.

 
Hank: Lighten up! Lose the camera and kick up your heels! This is fun!






Lucy: He's gone off the deep end. I'm outta here.




Hank: Bad knee? What bad knee? I feel great! 



Alan: Run for your life, Lucy. He's lost his freakin' mind.




Lucy: Horses are so weird. No common sense whatsover. 




Me: Hank, come down to earth, would ya? You're scaring me.




Hank: Chill, mom. I've never felt so good.




Hank: How do you like me now, osteoarthritis?



Hank: Take your "equine senior" feed and stick it where the sun don't shine.




Hank: Give me a little credit, mom. I know my limits.
Me: I want to believe you, Hank, really I do. But gray hair isn't good for my self-esteem, so cut the crap.


9 comments:

  1. Sometimes you just have to dance.

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  2. Wow, that is some horse!!
    (love your commentary)
    Els from Amsterdam

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  3. Thanks for bringing that one back. Hank is one spectacular horse, and he clearly has his own kind of humor.

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  4. Such joy, and no ill after effects :)

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  5. I didn't think he had it in him...amazing!
    What a goof

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  6. Exactly how I feel when the temps finally drop to below 80.

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  7. Sometimes you feel like a nut. A little nerve wracking to watch, but made some great pictures.

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  8. My husband does that from time to time. He's almost 70. Last week he was skipping down the stairs, slipped on the ice and broke a rib.

    I should put him out in the paddock.

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  9. I remember this...Hank was feeling mighty fine that day!

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