Tuesday, January 10, 2006

The Cock and the Ass

Green Acres is the place for me! Faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarm livin'... blah blah blah. Now that we have THAT song stuck in your head, it's time for a little update to answer the "When ya gonna blog again?!?!" questions I've been gettin'.

In my mudroom is Rupert. Rupert is a rooster. He's a beautiful rooster too, not like the usual ugly white ones. No, no, MY rooster is black irridescent. Gotta have the pretty ones, yanno?

And we just recently got a miniature pony. He's cute. I'll have to post pics. And a thoroughbred who is monsterously tall - like 17 hands (that's tall.) Oh. And the donkey. Do I get a regular gray donkey? Noooooooooooo. I get this ugly white donkey that looks like he has some serious issues, but man does he have a ROCKIN' 'tude. After interracting with him, and telling him if he didn't show more personality, I wasn't going to spoil him at the farm with apples and carrots. He snorted at me, then sauntered away all sassy-n-stuff. I turned to B and said, "We're gettin' that donkey."

He said, "I figured."

So we have the rooster, in the mudroom (we're not at the farm yet, fyi), named Rupert. We have the miniature pony named Choxie (Hmm, wonder where I got THAT name from?), a thoroughbred named Titan (and for DANG good reason) and a white donkey named Mosey.

My life. Ugh.

Here's a little tidbit you may not have realized about roosters (cuz Lord knows I didn't know it!) Sure, they crow when the sun comes up.

And then every 30 seconds for the rest of the freakin' day. (siiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh) He best be glad he's pretty.

So I think I'm going to make my white donkey a straw hat with daisies on it. Gotta be careful with him being white and the Texas sun, after all. Hmm, a cross-dressing donkey - that should work his 'tude up a little more, ya think?

What'd you THINK this post was going to be about? Man, you're just nasty.

OH! Yes, I am writing again. ~smiles~ And we should be settled at the farm around the first of the month, and hopefully life will give me a break and let me relax for a bit. Not likely, huh?

~smooches~

8 comments:

dallas said...

i was hoping when you mentioned your
white donkey with attitude, that you'd make him a hat.. i think it's a must.
A straw hat with daisies suits.

Kelly said...

I'm so jealous. That's one of my dreams to eventually write full time and live on a hobby farm. Although...I may decide against the rooster.

Lynn Daniels said...

Congrats on writing again!

Your farm animal descriptions cracked me up. But they sound great!

Brenda Bradshaw said...

LOL Dallas! You knew I couldn't leave him out - but it looks like we may not get THAT particular donkey.

Kelly, dream of mine too. This is the year I live my dreams rather than THINK about my dreams. I do that way too often and before I realize it, another freakin' year has passed without them being fulfilled. NO MORE!

Lynn! Thanks! It's a GREAT feeling - plus I've had some new people reading my stuff for the first time - one guy compared my work to "Dave Barry delightfully mixed with Stephen King" and another compared it to Raymond Chandler - but I had no idea who that last one was. But it's a GREAT feeling!!!

ann said...

Wow I didn't know you had a farm. I love the show Green Acres!!

I am the type of gal who still points to cows on car trips and says "look cows!!!!"

Edie said...

Brenda, congrats on your gutsy move! I give you a lot of credit for living the life of your dreams.

Duke_of_Earle said...

Glad you're back... again. Missed ya.

Good post.

John

Ed Borasky said...

Raymond Chandler was a famous mystery/detective fiction writer. Sheesh ...

How ya gonna keep 'em down on the farm?