Thursday, October 27, 2011

Gotta Love those Horns

" Excuse me Ripton, but may I have a word with you?"  I inquired

"Well, I suppose, not much going on other than standing around in the mud.  Perhaps you would like to discuss my breeding assistance, afterall it is late October, " Ripton replied.

"Well actually I would like to discuss the status of this gate.  Is there any reason why you feel the need to beat the crap out of it?  I mean the last time I checked, the gate was not bullying you or lashing out and swinging open to hit you in the head, " I so calmly pointed out.

" Oh sure, its always the horned guys fault.  Its never the polled guys fault. They are so sweet and innocent. Have you noticed there are 2 of them and one of me? I have to constantly watch my back, its down right terrifying at times!" Ripton proclaimed.

"Shall I point out Ripton that you broke Rutland's back leg last year? Or perhaps we should discuss the wall you took out in the barn?"  I offered back.

"Don't talk to me.  I need to speak to my attorney.  Please.  I need my personal space.  I am feeling pressured.  I need to find a fence post."


jen said...

Holy Crap you actually posted!!
Nice to see you around blog town sis!

The mud is great isn't it?? It's bucket weather here with the Newfs:(
Let's hope now that is freezes quick!

IsobelleGoLightly said...

Tee hee. He's lovely, by the way!

Michaele said...

Really funny! (or not) I used to have a big Saanen buck with horns like that and he would literally ram down every building we made for him, just because we didn't hurry up at feeding time.

Susan said...

Poor misunderstood Rammy LOL. I caN say that as I don't have sheep!!! I think the poor guy realy does need an attorney!

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