God, he'p me....

From Cat:

Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him rather frail and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This made him....

(Oh, man, this is so bad, it's good. . .)

A super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.

This first thing in the morning...
*rolls eyes and giggles*

Okay, so here's the deal....
My house is a wreck again.
This is not hard to accomplish, with 7200 cats, two roosters, a duck, a rabbit, a dog and three people living in it. (And, yes, the birds and the rabbit are in cages, but they still add to the funkitude...) (Especially when all ya have to bed them with is "slightly" moldy hay... ew.)

George is in Jersey, Eric's working all weekend and I'm off.

I have everything I need to reform this place, except I need more vinegar, laundry soap, some rug cleaner and a shop vac, all of which I'll be getting later at Wally-world.
(I've wanted the shop vac since we moved here, away from Jamie's shop vac, back in Bucks...)

The TV is off for right now. They want $78. *yawn*
That, I have. That, I can "fix" easily, thank God. I just don't care to, right now.
Not gonna do that til the house is done, either.
Bad enough I have tapes to keep me "distracted".

My biggest problem, here?

I don't know where to start.
Except with copious amounts of coffee and cigarettes and posting "groaner" puns here.

Super fragile calloused mystic...
Jesus.
*laughing again*

Anyway, I don't know where to start with alla this SHIT.
Except... maybe I already did.
I just put the two roosters, the duck and the rabbit outside.
Next goes the parrot and the parakeet.

I also need to start writing down the shit I need to get/do away from here (at Wally world and Giant) so I don't forget any of it.

And, taking a cue from Mad William, I also want to make a list of what I need to do here so I can at least cross shit off and feel like I've accomplished something.
'Course, that entails actually DOING any of it, as opposed to just sitting around thinking about it...

So, here we go... here's "The List"...

(Gonna start with the "easy" shit...)

Take the last two birds outside
Get the laundry going again (and maybe FINISH it this time)
Dishes
Critter cages (with the leftover hay along the edge of the field that the machines missed that I went and collected into 5 trashbags the other day)
Kitty potties
Vacuuming
Clean the carpets with something more than just the stupid vacuum (like carpet cleaner and the shop vac)

Now, see... that doesn't sound so hard, BUT... it's all much more involved than it sounds.

I also need to clean out the fridge
Wash the microwave turntable thing
Either put the six tons of miscellaneous shit where it belongs or throw it out
Wash the sheets on the bed
Make something really good for dinner
Not let anything deter me from this
Go tell Mr Boss that one of his yearlings is an idiot who needs to be drug (dragged?) off and shot

Fucking stupid cunt filly.
They canNOT get her sold fast enough.
She is a total moron for no reason at all.
Likes to rear up and go straight over backwards whenever the idea comes to her.
Bitch did it to me once.

I was bringing "the babies" in, two at a time, like Mr Boss does.
I'd gotten the colt into his stall and was going to unclip the lead, with her standing in the alleyway.
I'm looking at what I'm doing with the colt when I feel my arm being yanked up and away.
I look at her just in time to see her crash down backwards, slamming her empty head on the barn floor.
She was laying there, on her back, legs flailing.
I shut the stall door, walked around her stupid ass, shut the back barn doors and the front barn doors, all the while, there she is, still on her useless back.

I walked back to her and screamed at her "Get the FUCK up, you silly CUNTBAG!!!!!", which she did.
"Now, you GET your ass into your STALL!!! NOW!!!!", which she didn't.
She went into someone else's stall.
So, I yanked her retarded ass outta there and all but threw her into her own stall and advised her to drop dead, which, unfortunately, she didn't.

Ever since then, I've not liked her much.
I hate mares anyway.
They suck, for the most part...

I have absolutely no idea what her fuckin' problem was then, or is now.
And, now, she's even worse.
Keep in mind, I haven't been there for a month or so, so this shit ain't my doing...
However, there's been another chick there who is working with the yearlings, getting them to lead, lunge and load so they can be sold.
Been doing fine with most of them.
All but this piece of shit filly.

Yesterday, when the chick went to catch her to lunge her, the little cuntbag wouldn't come. Just kept racing around the field with the other four fillies.
So, the chick decides to work the two year old GELDING first.
HE did great.
Just about the time I was finishing up, she decides to go try to catch Asshole again.
I volunteered to try, since the retarded cunt doesn't associate me with being worked.
So, we both go out to field.
More by chance than planning, we managed to get all of the dipshits into a little catch-pen behind the barn.
She hooks up Stupidfuck and I let the others go by.
No sooner does the filly clear the gate than she starts rearing, ADVANCING ON HER HIND LEGS AND STRIKING AT THE WOMAN.

On one downstroke, she catches the lead with her hoof and YANKS it outta the girls hand, nearly ripping off her fingernail.
AND, takes off, racing around the field again, only this time, she keeps stepping on the lead, the chain of which was under her chin, and freaking out even more.
Cuntface.

God forgive me, but I was hoping she'd snap her own stupid neck...
(Have I mentioned I hate mares?)

Anyway, we again get all the fillies into the catch pen and end up with just the bitch in there.
The girl unhooked her and said "Fuck her for today...", which you really ought not do. You let a horse "win" like that once, you'll pay for every single other time for the rest of forever.

I pointed this out to her, too.
So, we just stood there for a while, letting the idiot calm the fuck down a bit.
Then, I realized that she could be lunged right there. Kinda tight, maybe, but, what the fuck, ya know? Better than letting her win.
So, I grabbed another gate, since the one didn't go all the way across the opening, wedged it in and she re-hooked the fool and worked her ass til she was sweaty.

I only wish this bitch would try this shit on Mr Boss. He will knock her on her ASS if she does. Then, he'll let her up and knock her down again. Lather, rinse, repeat til she gets the fuckin' point.

There is NO reason for her behavior, except that she's a mare and almost 100% Thoroughbred.
Thoroughbreds can be... "high strung" (read: "fuckin' INSANE").
In fact, this is the one whose Dad got killed in a tragic breeding shed accident a few months ago.
I can now figure out what that means.
What it means is Daddy reared up and bashed his brains out.
Moron...

Anyway, if only the girl tells Mr Boss what happened, he's not likely to truly believe it. He'll think it's just her, over-reacting.
But, if I also tell him, he'll be more careful around the bitch AND he'll be ready to knock her ass down and he'll believe it, period.

That fuckin' horse was walking on her hind legs, trying to strike the girl in the head.
She was aiming, too.

That time she went over backwards on me, I think she gave herself a concussion, because Mr Boss said she was off her feed and not acting right for a coupla days after that.
Stupid bitch.

Anyway, with everything else I have to do today, I also need to find time to go over there and tell him about yesterdays episode.

And, I've gotta tell ya's... that bitch is lucky she didn't pull that shit on ME.
She's already got one "episode" with me, to begin with.
Second, I hate mares anyway.
Third, I'd still be knocking the shit outta her for trying to hurt me.

It's one of those "If I'm gonna be accused, I may as well do it" deals...
You wanna "accuse" me of trying to do something bad to you and treat me like I have?
Fine, then.
I will.
Whore.
(I applied the same theory to Eric's ex and that worked out REALLY well... *grin*)

I do NOT advocate cruelty to animals in any way, shape or form.
BUT, I advocate taking shit from them even less.

If that filly had been reacting to some form of being hurt or being scared, that'd have been one thing.
But, she wasn't.
She was on the offensive, trying like hell to draw first blood.
You can't have that.
AT ALL.
EVER.

I am the most patient person in the WORLD when it comes to animals.
I'll take as long as necessary to teach them whatever they need to learn.
Especially with horses.
You sour them from the start, they're fucked forever.
But... this bitch... that ain't gonna work.
She won't let it work.
She's one of those rare ones who need the snot beat out of them before you can even start teaching her anything.

Honestly, if I owned her, she'd already be gone.
I wouldn't have a horse like that, especially if I had "too many" to begin with.

Horses like her are how Alpo came to be.

She literally could kill someone.
One hoof to the head and that's all she wrote.
No horse is worth that.
But... maybe if a horse has been abused, you try a little longer, a little harder to get through to them.
But, that's not the deal here.
This one is just fucked of her own accord.
She's choosing to be this way for reasons known only to her.
And, she's not worth it.

It takes a LOT for me to outright HATE a horse, but I do this one.
I'm just reeeeeally glad my contact with her is minimal, at best.

Anyway...
*siiigh*

Time to dive in, here.
Gonna go start this process which razing this place and re-building would be easier than.
Starting with "offloading some coffee" and starting a load of wash.
Then, back down here and out go the last two birds.
Then...
Then...
Gah.
Dishes, I guess.

(If I'm ever gonna drop dead, now would be the time, by the way...)

Peace peoples...

Posted by: Stevie at 11:22 AM

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