Thursday, 21 May 2009

How do you like those green apples?

Today was one of those days. Before I had decided to sell Amos, my horse, I had an appointment to get his feet trimmed. Now the individual who trims and shoes horses feet is called a farrier. Today was that day - Amos got his feet trimmed. I agreed to be there and to hold him while the farrier trimmed his feet. The first three feet went fine - until the farrier got to working on that last hind foot.

Halfway through the procedure Amos decided it was time for "natures call'' and decided to give the farrier a nice pile of green apples. The farrier quickly moved, looked at Amos and said; "that wasn't necessary was it?" then Amos turned his head and looked at the farrier and then Amos let out a deep sigh with a slight whinny to it! For sure Amos felt better. The farrier pushed Amos to the side, scooped up the apples, and finished that last hoof.

Have you had days when you felt like someone had just dumped a load of green apples on your efforts. Hey, just push the apples to the side, smile and get back to work!

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

OH SO TRUE...WHAT ELSE CAN WE DO BUT CLEAN UP AND MOVE ON??

MINDY

Indian Lake Papa said...

Mindy - LOL! You are so right!

Parsley said...

Made me smile. If we were close by, we'd help scoop those apples in exchange for loving on the horses. Beautiful creatures....

Roxanne Kristina said...

It's kind of stinky all of a sudden! Can smell it through the computer! I am impressed with the gentleman, and on a serious note very impressed you were able to use the example to speak to me. Poop does have a story to tell, apparently. LOVE YOU!!! -R

Indian Lake Papa said...

Parsley - makes good fertilizer for the garden!

Roxx - Papa is getting a reputation for making a story out of anything! I think too hard!

k said...

Definitely needed to here that thanks, my day yesterday was lousy

CrossView said...

It IS good fertilizer!
But somehow, I end up stepping in it- deep. ;o)

Indian Lake Papa said...

K - Just move thm green apples out of the way.

Crossview - I tend to wear rubber boots a lot.

Life Adapted said...

It's all about timing, isn't it? And my husband says that if it weren't for bad timing, I'd have no timing at all. So, yeah, I get a lot of green apple dumped on me, but I must say, I'm not so willing to scoop them up and finish the job. Thanks for taking the picture after the clean up :)
Be blessed.

Indian Lake Papa said...

LA - I think we all get green apples in life! We just have to move on. I have to admit, sometimes I think the pile gets quite high!