Today, when I walked outside to feed our 3 horses their
morning hay and grain, they came running over toward the pasture gate, and
paced back and forth, neighing for attention to be fed. As I opened the door to
the horse trailer, where we keep their grain in a large 30 gallon trash can, I
reached in to grab their individual 3 cup containers. I SAW A MOUSE, running
around the inside of the trash can as if it were in a circular, caged, circus
type bike riding ball. Of course, I yelled and slammed the trailer door shut, (
nobody was home to replace me of the feeding duty) and tried to run away, but I
couldn't because I was wearing my son's size 12 cowboy boots,( you know , I
just slipped them on for temporarily walking out to feed them and back to the
house.) I turned and looked at the horses and thought, "Sorry, no grain
for you this morning", BUT they were making their neighing plea's for
their grain treat and all standing in they spots to eat while looking at me
with 3 sets of big brown eyes. So, this suburban girl, grit my teeth, turned
around, opened the trailer door again and sheepishly peeked into the grain
container. Yep, mouse still there! I reluctantly tipped the almost empty
container toward the opened door and quickly stepped back, and watched the
mouse, eewwww , jump into the grass/weeds outside the door. Once again thinking
to myself, " What am I doing here, living in the country, feeding horses
and dealing with mice????." Wishing we still had those 20 barn cats that
were living here last year. This is sooo not me!! Then I filled their grain
cups and walked over to the horses and poured the grain into their bowls. At
least THEY are happy! Three out of four of us is not a bad statistic. Now I'm
taking off to buy more horse grain and chicken feed .
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