Sunday, November 27, 2022

The Pony's Mom's Eyes Are Bigger Than His Stomach

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I sent The Pony home with Thanksgiving leftovers, and told him to not eat them past Sunday night. That's four days. Don't wanna take...
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Saturday, November 26, 2022

The Treatment Is Worse Than The Injury

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Sweet Gummi Mary! I think Farmer H's surgeon/doctor was right! The most recent redness around his rumpus was from the BANDAID used to co...
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Friday, November 25, 2022

Farmer H's Rumpus Grows A Tale

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Farmer H went to the doctor on Wednesday. You may recall that he was having rumpus trouble in the area where that electronic shocker stimula...
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Thursday, November 24, 2022

No Rest For The Wicked Weary Mrs. HM

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Farmer H offered to forego Thanksgiving dinner for a trip to the casino. Don't think he was thinking of Mrs. HM. Not wanting her to work...
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Wednesday, November 23, 2022

Revenge Would Be So Easy, But Mrs. HM Is Not A Vindictive Woman

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While Farmer H was out and about Monday morning, he went to get me some larger bandaids to cover my door-slammed leg. It's not a big wou...
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Tuesday, November 22, 2022

Farmer H, My Personal (Un)Care(ing) Giver

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With the most recent slamming of my leg in a car door (there's a sentence you never want to write), I am dependent on Farmer H to bandag...
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Monday, November 21, 2022

Oops! I've Gone And Done It Again.

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No rest for the weary, no luck for the losers, and no ablebodiedness for the gimpy. I closed the car door on my leg again.   This time, it w...
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