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Four white legs-keep him not a day,
Threee white legs-send him far away,
Two white legs-give him to your friend, but
One white leg-keep him to the end.
Humph! I shan't read this to Riff.
He continues to impress me with his easy personality. Saturday we had him
in the front of the stock trailer and rigid insulation, plywood, cement
blocks and a pallet of metal siding in the rear compartment. The forklift
driver arrived with the pallet at the door and did a doulbe take to see a
horse peering over the divider. "Lady, I have horses and I think yours
will get upset about the forklift. We'll have to open up this pallet and
load it by hand."
"Oh, no we won't. Just put it in gently. He won't mind." Riff arched his
neck over the divider with interest. The driver put the pallet quietly in.
Yawn. "What kind of horse is that? He sure has a pretty face."
"An Arab."
"No way. They're supposed to be high strung."
"Yes, a Polish Arab."
"An Arab from Poland?" He just drove off shaking his head.
Ann
and Riff who didn't go to the canners
and the Buddy-What's -His-Name the Welsh/Quarter horse who grinds his teeth
and the antique Appaloosa, Target
and the draft team and the filly
(and the big, big hay bill)
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