Heaven help me I may just throttle Steele.
Okay, I know that it's not good to threaten the life of a horse. Especially on the internet. It might get, well, misconstrued.
But seriously, he may just drive me around the bend.
He's two now and he's swings between a swaggering brat to a lovable teddy bear. Kind of like an adolescent boy.
In my previous post I wrote about him attacking Irish's blanket. Today I came home sick from work to find that he had it ripped.
I trudged out through the snow with my can of hairspray and coated it.
I trudged back with Steele following. He must have not been impressed with my ignoring him because he gave me a nudge with his shoulder. I had to be firm about my personal space. Later I look out the window and he's at it again. So the hairspray can be coded as a massive failure.
I looked in my cupboard. I found some cleaning supplies.
hmmmm. might work
but they are poisonous
I hate it when the voices in my head disagree.
So I trudged back out to the field muttering to myself. After all, don't they realize that I'm sick??? Apparently not. Also, why is Irish tolerating Steele pulling on it? How can he like being a chew toy??? I went out with the fly spray and coated Irish with Steele closely supervising. As I walked back (did I mention that they were at the farthest end of the field?) I realized that to distract Steele from the blanket toy I had to supply another toy. I was not going into town to buy a jolly ball. So I got out a large container that the oil comes in. I put in some snow and ice to rattle around. It seems to be working for a bit.
I will need more toys.
Or a mare.
Does anyone want to loan me a mare?