April 13, 1995 was a great day. It's the day my boy Red was born on a farm in Wisconsin. To celebrate, Red got a bunch of carrots, his favorite, and a hock injection with a special add-on service of sheath cleaning. What a lucky birthday boy!
|Still sedated post-hock and post-sheath cleaning|
A friend sent me the following email, which I just had to share because it's hilarious!
"Dear Taryn (notice I am not calling you mom anymore),
Please take me off your birthday present list – I don’t like your birthday presents. I was hoping for a hot bran mash, a full grooming with a massage and 50 lbs of carrots (that is to share with my friends). Since your presents are not really to my liking I think I will celebrate my birthday by myself. Good luck catching me? I am going to go stay with the cows!
Red aka Pincushion"