Right now, in the Underground Lair...

I have a fairly big sofa. I also have three small dogs. Somehow, three pomeranians (collectively known as the muppets), with a combined weight of no more than 35 pounds, have me neatly confined to one corner of it. And I soon as I get up they try to take that too. I am typing with my left wing clipped by the arm of the sofa, and my right elbow resting on the back of Willow. Her muppet name is Miss Piggy. Wylie, muppet name Gonzo, is making himself as large as his fluff can on the other end. Midgie, muppet name Animal (or sometimes Beaker, but usually Animal), is actually behind me, sprawled across the back of the couch while resting his cute little chin on my shoulder. I think he's spying on my web-surfing habits. He'll be pissed if he sees me on Petfinder looking at Poms that are waiting to be adopted. He likes being the baby and has no desire for a new sibling.

Speaking of babies, Pepper is growing up quite nicely!

Sucks to have to sell her. Maybe I won't. I paid the stupid tax and bought a Mega-Millions ticket tonight. You can't lose if you don't play! If I don't lose I'll be sure to post it here first. Ha.

That's right, I'm talking to you

To the guy in the black ford ranger with the cap over the bed on Rt 27 in Stoughton at 7:30 this morning: Fuck.You. You pathetic Scott Brown wannabe. Keep on rollin' that glorified el camino. Next time you honk at me and flip me off for stopping while the light is still yellow you will find your high beams firmly embedded in my trunk. I roll company wheels pal, I don't give a fuck who hits me. In fact, I could really use the money and should have braked harder. My neck hurts just thinking about it.

FYI - This is a truck.












and you'd best hope I'm not driving it the next time I see you. 'Cause I'll put all 365 horses riding 660 lb-ft of torque directly into this matchbox.


It'll make a most gratifying splat.

No No No No No No No

I knew my inability to say "No" was going to catch up with me eventually. So I find myself in the damnable situation of having one too many horses. Reason is my old man Monte, who has been leased out as a lesson horse for many moons now, has to come back to me. Not enough lessons to go around, apparently. So I am searching for someone else to lease him, at least half, preferably full. My horse priorities (man, this is like having to pick your favorite kid), are as follows: Tag above all others, Monte 2nd (he's old and has earned the right to a happy semi-retirement), then Pepper ('cause I'm god as far as Pepper is concerned, she is on this earth because I made her), then the pony girls. But really it's whoever I can sell first, Pepper or the ponies. Or lease someone, at least until I can get moved into the new house. Taking care of them myself costs half as much as boarding.

In the meantime, if anyone is looking for a super-safe, been there and done that lesson horse, let me know. Showed Morgan class A until two years ago, former Reserve World Champion, rides, drives, loves trails, honest as the day is long. All the kids have to do is sit there and smile and they leave the ring with a ribbon. Available for free lease, and I visit often. Here's my old man:



I just love him so much. He's the best boy ever. Adding him to the feedroll means I have to stop contributing to my 401(k). And I really don't want to do that. But of course I will. 'Cause the only stock I buy has four legs!

Here are the pony girls:





Matched pair of buckskin shetland ponies, registered, ride, drive, proven broodmares. Make me an offer. Someone. Anyone. Please????