Post " Small Horse " Post

Thought I'd make this a proper post, so's to ensure ye all get to see it .....

Thanks, people. But it's over and done with now. I put her in the ground this afternoon. Beat the mound down. Marked it with big stones. Dean 'O officiated as Witness ~ Then we took our rifles down the bog and let off a few rounds a piece at paper targets and plastic bottles of water. Nothing clears the head like the craic of making some loud bangs with a good mate! LOL!

So, I've just come home and given Rosie the grooming of a life time. Renewing our bond. As I explained to her; I see she's a beautiful horse. Like me, she's just not cut out to be a parent. So, that's the end of it.

Donks doesn't see it that way though. I caught him trying to mount her! If I thought that bastard could ever manage it? I'd hobble him!

But then, he has a fresh patch of blood, right where the Cash Bolt would go. I reckon she caught him a real blinder!

Me and Rosie? We just don't want kids.

And now I'm off about my business. Life begins, again, here. I'll see what next I feel might make a proper post here.

Actually, as I was saying to Dean O' today; I could show ye my Real testicles? Bet That would clear the air, eh? LMFAO!

I might....!

" Small Horse " Is Dead.

I've just got in, from discovering what I'd expected I would, just ten minutes ago. I'm about to drink more Jameson than I would normally dream. I just can't think of what else to do. Maybe cry? I should cry. They say ye should. " Let it all out. " they say. But, after nine days of having this dear little soul as not just part of my life, but virtually my Existence? Just seems too much to let out.

Tomorrow I must dig a big, deep hole. I have the tools. Pick axe bought especially for digging such holes. I've dug such holes before. I'll dig others yet.

Sorry her story has ended, before I even finished writing it. I will write it up though, later. I want to tell it like it was. I only wish I could have recorded the sweet little noise she made when she saw me appear each time though. I made the noise back and we were both happy. Communicating.

Only, tonight she was dead. We couldn't communicate any more.The only noise is inside my head.

Just Been Relaxing .....

And I'll be off to bed presently. To sleep for, most likely, a good eight hours! So, this looks like being my first shot at a good nights kip since I woke up, last Thursday. That was the day all hell let loose. When I found Small Horse laying there in that gulley.

I'm yet to even finish the story of that ~ and the ensuing days and nights. Promise ye I'll keep it all a lot shorter this time. The urgency of its freshness is falling off now. It's becoming history as each new day brings new news. And every days news becomes yesterdays news as life rolls on.

So it is that, I hope, very soon now Small Horse will become just another background figure round here. Part of my more mundane routine. Then I'll be able to write about the minutiae that catches my attention again. That's what I prefer to talk about. The little things I can make much of. Rather than the all consuming, tunnel visioning, macro events that bind my mind.

Fact is; I checked in on Small Horse an hour or so ago. She appeared well enough fed ~ under the prevailing circumstances. She was a little cold, for my liking. But, I switched her Heat Lamp back on and my last, gratifying, view of her was as she got nicely up on her feet and headed, hesitantly, into that red glow.

Anyway, she now has shelter, warmth and a ready and 'on tap' source of nourishment. Three basics of survival.

Me? I have sand filled eye sockets. A staggering gait, due to almost complete physical and nervous exhaustion. And a couple of hundred quid less, in my bank account, than last I did.

I also have some absolutely fucking wonderful friends and neighbours. I can't even Begin to express my gratitude to them. But I'll find ways to Thank them all. I'm a devious little bastard like that. I don't forget shit.

Right now though, I need to sleep ..... Heh! Then I'll probably wake up and find Small Horse is just fine. Then I'll get on with my life. Then some bastard will upset me! LMAO! Then I'll have a fucking good Rant!

Aren't we about due a good, Ditch Shitter Rant? You just wait. Some cunt'll set me off! ROTFL!

Yeah; I'm definitely getting back to my old self now! Let's wait and see.

'Night, all.