Rainy Silliness

Yesterday afternoon I ran to town to do some Christmas shopping. I left the Littles in the front pasture for the afternoon, as the weather was cold and cloudy. Sometime while I was in town, however, it started to rain. This is what I came home to......

"Hey Mom, could you please bring us in....

it's cold and rainy out here and we are soaked to the bone!!"

I opened the gate and they both eagerly ran into the barn and into their warm (relatively), dry stall where dinner was waiting. I thought it a good idea to towel dry a bit of the rain off of them, but Ollie was not having anything to do with that. A couple of quick kicks let me know he was ok with being wet. Red, however, was compliant. Just as their own mother would have, I reprimanded Ollie with a smack on the butt and a stern "No kicking!".....only to have him wallop me again right on my left ring finger (breaking a blood vessel and causing it to immediately swell up.)

Conclusion: I think I have decided that come Spring, it will be time to geld little Mr. Ollie. Perhaps testosterone in such a small guy is not the best idea....at least not in his case. I call it his bad "Ollitude"! Red, on the other hand, remains the sweetest and gentlest little fellow.... behavior that will be rewarded with allowing him to keep his manhood. (Pay attention Ollie....there's still time to straighten up!)

By the way....I love cold, winter weather. I love snow. I can tolerate ice. I don't even mind frigid winds. But, I cannot stand cold rainy days!!! To me there is just nothing worse. So, bring on the snow......I'm ready!!