August 2009
The Fly Tarp

Well Gram.....

Mom screwed up again. She measured me for a new fly sheet (THREE TIMES)
and called the company to ask their advise. Since I measured 75" Mom
ordered 76"...... Holy Cow.

The "fly tarp" arrived yesterday. Mom came to the barn all excited
(like the new outfit was for her). Ho hum here. Do I care about a new
fly sheet? Think not. Although a good sniff was in order, the rest was
BORING.

So....Mom opened the HUGE sheet and flung it on my back. (I'm such a
brave soul. You would not BELIEVE the things they do to me and I stand
there like an ass.) It landed squarely and ALMOST REACHED THE GROUND!
Yikes. I will have to eat double rations of oats to fill out the butt,
and get hoof lifts . The leg straps were too long even though there
were adjusted to their smallest length. The overall length and
shoulders seemed fine....but the rest was just too big. I looked like I
was wearing my father's suit with pants falling down to my knees. The
other horses were watching as I stood there looking stupid. How
embarrassing.

Yeah, well....I'm NOT wearing that thing! I don't like the color
either. Snort!

Love

Doccie