Monday, November 03, 2008

Diary of a Broodmare ... Cont

The car payment’s late and the mortgage is due
And three of the children are down with the flu
And this week the eggs cost us One Dollar Nine
And dinner was bread with white gravy and I’m

Pregnant again what will we do
Pregnant again it just can’t be true
The vet just smiled and said young lady you
Pregnant again (pregnant again)

I stand at the far end of our paddock and look out over the horizon as the sun sinks behind the mountains. I think about my trip away. I think about my soujourn with the handsome hunk. I think about the friends that I made while I was away - Mona, Crownie ... I become overcome with emotion and cry.

The missus comes out and brings me up to the stables where Mamy is standing. She cuddles me as if she knows ... she cleans my face with a wet washcloth and then dries it. I cry. She is so nice to me. She then puts my flyveil on me and kisses me on the nose. Another tear slips from my eye.

"Some hay will make me feel better" I say. I walk over the my feedbowl. "Is it time yet?" I ask

She walks away from me and leaves me with a halter on. "What the?" I say to Mamy. This is not good.

Oh my God... the blue car drives in....

"Quick Mamy into the stable and camouflage" I look at Mamy with her ginormous proportions and say "Forget it"

Here we go again .... into the crush .... hand up the fanny .... "YYYYEEEOOOOWW" There is great noise behind me as the missus jumps up and down waving her arms like a madperson.

She calms down and walks around to the front of the crush and kisses me on the nose.

"Congratulations Pip" She says. "Or rather, congratulations mum to be"

GOOD GRIEF! I holla.