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Jan. 18th, 2008 |
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Greetings from the Stables,
Hello everyone! I know, it is quite a title for a newsletter and I know you are curious about the title. I will get into it in a bit. First, the horses and weather. The wind chill is supposed to be below zero tonight and for the next few days. I will be putting the horses in stalls whose owners requested they be housed during this cold snap. They will probably be in the barn until Monday or Tuesday. As agreed, there will be an extra $2.50 charge per calendar day for each day they are in the barn. Even though they act like they don't like it, be assured most of them do enjoy the warmth. Now, on to the story. As each of you know, I called you and asked if any of you moved Jennifer's colt Chance to the riding arena while you used the round pen and forgot to put him back in his home. All of you said you hadn't been here much less moved the lad. I found this curious and had to investigate using all my past police training. For a little background, I came home from the feed store one day and found Chance in the riding arena with the gates closed. I put him back in the round pen. The next day, I did a little investigating and found where Chance (apparently feeling a little amorous) jumped a four and a half foot fence so he could visit his heart throb Jackie Ryden. I found slide marks in the mud in the arena where he cleared the fence but just barely. He left some belly hair in the top rail of the plank fence. He apparently couldn't clear the five foot arena panel enclosure. I think Amanda would be glad of that but I don't know about Jackie. I haven't asked. I do think she was acting quite the hussy last week which is what got the lad all stirred up to begin with. Needless to say, his gate latch has been wired closed to keep him from opening it and escaping again. Unbeknown to Chance, as soon as he drops completely, his days of being a Romeo will be over. Please don't tell him, he might leave home. Now for a sad note. I have lost my wedding band. During feeding last Thursday, I wore a pair of fingerless gloves. When my hands get cold, my wedding band is quite loose. I am sure I lost it when I was getting hay for Pal and Dar as I had a bit of trouble removing the grass string from the bale but it could be anywhere. Jennifer and I have looked for the ring for three days even using a metal detector. I haven't given up and will not. You know, the ring can be replaced and will if I cannot find it,but to me it just isn't the same. The ring was put on my finger by my wife the day we wed and has only been off a brief moment since that day. Not to sound corny but there is a lot of emotional attachment involved. It is more that a piece of jewelry or a piece of gold. It is a piece of my heart. It represents the completeness of my life now. I want it back. If any of you see a bit of white gold shinning in the sunlight, please let me know.
My Father lost his twice during his life. It was found both times
and now resides with me. Once he lost it in front of the garden shed
while working on a mower. The next spring Mom saw a glitter in the
sunlight and low and behold it was his ring. The next time was a
story for the times. He didn't know where it was lost. Had no idea.
It stayed lost for two years until one fall while harvesting carrots
it reappeared with a carrot grown through it. This is a true story!
He never wore the ring again but it never lost its importance to
him. I hope I am as lucky and mine shows back up. Richard, Jennifer and Matt
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