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Chaos Ensued

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It wasn’t a stellar start of the day for my unnecessarily grumbly countenance yesterday morning. We are ensconced in a pattern of dry, cold winter days that can tend to chip away at a person’s stoicism against the elements. The temperature reading began with a minus sign once again and we steeled ourselves as usual for the “spacewalk” to exercise Delilah and feed the horses.

It was a wonderfully calm morning and the only sound from the trees was occasional cracking in response to the cycles of freezing and thawing we have had of late. My mood was perfectly balanced between not wanting to be out in the cold at the crack of dawn for another consecutive day and being thrilled to witness the beauty and wonder of a new and beautiful winter morning.

Under the barn overhang, I was met by evidence the horses had been under there all night. If they spend time out in the fields, I don’t scoop up the piles. Under the overhang, we try to remove their manure as fast as they produce it. Maybe it was because there was poop everywhere that one of them decided to do their business over one of the hay boxes.

Half-frozen to a wrought iron corner bracket, it defied convenient clean-up. While dealing with the mess I discovered the box has been kicked enough that it is barely holding together. It kind of took the wind out of my sail of cheerfulness.

Once back in the house, I recovered nicely with a spectacular breakfast of perfectly poached eggs on toast that Cyndie served and I was reclining under a lap blanket absorbing the stories in the daily newspaper. It was deliciously serene when Delilah leaned into my chair to request some scratches.

While I focused on what I was reading, Delilah would rotate her body to move my hand where she wanted me next.

Suddenly, she yelped and snapped at me when I inadvertently pinched her in my overzealous massaging/scratching. I jumped and professed my apologies.

Before we had barely begun to settle ourselves, Pequenita showed up out of nowhere, attacking Delilah with punches and swipes while hissing in anger. Delilah instantly responded in kind with growls and glaring canines. We bumped the side table next to me and knocked my full tumbler of ice water to the floor where the top blew off and cubes and water went everywhere.

Cyndie was on top of Delilah instantly to scold her to get off the cat. She pulled Delilah away and was making the dog lay down in submission and the cat showed up again in full fight mode of hissing and swinging paws at the poor pooch. I was yelling that it wasn’t Delilah’s fault and Cyndie was hollering at both pets.

We have never, ever seen this type of aggression from Pequenita. It seems most likely to us that she was reacting to defend me from Delilah’s reaction to my having pinched her.

It was unprecedented madness of a surprising degree.

Helped me totally get over the angst of the busted, pooped-on hay box.

I got the water and ice cubes cleaned up and both pets calmed down and found themselves separate corners.

Ultimately, our calm serenity was restored, but geesh! Took me a while to get my pulse back to restively reclining mode.

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Written by johnwhays

February 3, 2022 at 7:00 am

4 Responses

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  1. And you still have a hay box/feeder to repair or rebuild! Do you have a heater in the barn to at least do the work out of the cold?

    wtbell

    February 3, 2022 at 5:26 pm

    • If need be, I can take the job up to the heated shop between the barn and the house. For the time being, I’m letting it stand as is, rickety though it may be.
      These mares have shown less interest in the boxes than our previous Arabians. Cyndie is keeping them well supplied in hay nets with which they were already familiar and at this point seem to prefer.

      johnwhays

      February 3, 2022 at 6:37 pm

  2. I sympathise with where you were at in this description – a new puppy here and what seems like endless clearing up, leaving me disgruntled at times, too. That said, I am constantly reminded of the amazing upbeat, you, and find it difficult to ever conceive of you in a different light. And so one can get ‘under the weather at times’ but that is just what it is; your (divine) energy always shines through it all. I miss you lovely people and the great times we share..

    Ian Rowcliffe

    February 3, 2022 at 3:04 pm

    • Ditto, Ian. You must visit your LS in Brainstorms for similar sentiments I wrote to you yesterday…

      johnwhays

      February 3, 2022 at 6:33 pm


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