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You're a Crossover writer!
What kind of writer are you?
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May. 3rd, 2004
Aventures Happen to OTHER People
May. 3rd, 2004 05:59 pmFirst the good news. Sort of. Taminy has an abscess which caused a fever and a systemic infection. Vet thinks bite of some sort. Bloodwork is pending. Meanwhile he's home with antibiotics (and hefty vet bill). He seems better, though still pretty scraggly.
So I've spent two hours on the road today, running him back and forth. I actually wrote A Paragraph in there somewhere. I'm amazed.
Just after I heard from the vet that he was ready for pickup, as I was getting ready to go, I saw a horse butt outside the dining-room window. The barn is on the other side of the house. Ranlikehell out the door to find the entire herd in the back yard. I had not fastened a gate properly at lunch and they had gone walkabout. Pook was still in his paddock, thank god--having screaming hysterics.
Then I got to catch them. Capria and keed were easy, I just grabbed her and he followed. The rest of them decided to have some fun. They headed for the road--with Gaudia in the lead, tail high. I deferred the heart attack until later, managed to coax Carrma to me, then a very high and snorty Camilla. The Girlz bless them, followed her in.
Wherein followed one of the delights of desert horse escapes: Cactus Spines. The grownups are all wise to cactus and didn't run into any. The Girlz, however...
Gaudia had cholla spines (an inch long, with hooks) all up and down one leg. Ephiny had cholla chunks in one hindleg and spines in all four legs. I snagged Gaudia first. She's a tough one--hypersensitive like dad, and not a My Lipizzan, which means she doesn't just give me what I ask, she has to think about it. Plus she's just a kid, therefore less civilized than she will be later.
It got athletic for a bit there. Luckily she's past the kicking stage, and mostly past the lying down on top of you stage, and she's too sensible to throw herself over backwards. She did eventually decide that I was helping her, and finally stood still so I could pick the damned things out. She may still have some in there--it will be another fun day tomorrow when I go to check.
Ephiny, thank god, is a My Lipizzan, and has a much quieter mind. She showed me her kicking foot once, to let me know this wasn't the most pleasant experience in the world, then stood steady for me to pick out spines. She's awfully good for a Terrible Two. (And yes, I've seen how she is with someone who is Not The Chosen Human--she makes Gaudia look like a pussycat. That's the difference between the Lipp who has chosen you and the Lipp who hasn't. Very luckily, in this case. Ephiny is big. And strong. And very, very smart.)
Then they all got hosed off, which they thought was Just Fine. And I went in and washed up and drove to town again to pick up the cat. Still ahead: horse dinner, the inevitable Pages, and evening dog, cat, and horse chores.
Life on the farm.
So I've spent two hours on the road today, running him back and forth. I actually wrote A Paragraph in there somewhere. I'm amazed.
Just after I heard from the vet that he was ready for pickup, as I was getting ready to go, I saw a horse butt outside the dining-room window. The barn is on the other side of the house. Ranlikehell out the door to find the entire herd in the back yard. I had not fastened a gate properly at lunch and they had gone walkabout. Pook was still in his paddock, thank god--having screaming hysterics.
Then I got to catch them. Capria and keed were easy, I just grabbed her and he followed. The rest of them decided to have some fun. They headed for the road--with Gaudia in the lead, tail high. I deferred the heart attack until later, managed to coax Carrma to me, then a very high and snorty Camilla. The Girlz bless them, followed her in.
Wherein followed one of the delights of desert horse escapes: Cactus Spines. The grownups are all wise to cactus and didn't run into any. The Girlz, however...
Gaudia had cholla spines (an inch long, with hooks) all up and down one leg. Ephiny had cholla chunks in one hindleg and spines in all four legs. I snagged Gaudia first. She's a tough one--hypersensitive like dad, and not a My Lipizzan, which means she doesn't just give me what I ask, she has to think about it. Plus she's just a kid, therefore less civilized than she will be later.
It got athletic for a bit there. Luckily she's past the kicking stage, and mostly past the lying down on top of you stage, and she's too sensible to throw herself over backwards. She did eventually decide that I was helping her, and finally stood still so I could pick the damned things out. She may still have some in there--it will be another fun day tomorrow when I go to check.
Ephiny, thank god, is a My Lipizzan, and has a much quieter mind. She showed me her kicking foot once, to let me know this wasn't the most pleasant experience in the world, then stood steady for me to pick out spines. She's awfully good for a Terrible Two. (And yes, I've seen how she is with someone who is Not The Chosen Human--she makes Gaudia look like a pussycat. That's the difference between the Lipp who has chosen you and the Lipp who hasn't. Very luckily, in this case. Ephiny is big. And strong. And very, very smart.)
Then they all got hosed off, which they thought was Just Fine. And I went in and washed up and drove to town again to pick up the cat. Still ahead: horse dinner, the inevitable Pages, and evening dog, cat, and horse chores.
Life on the farm.
