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I think the nail has been hit on the head through various posts....
Like Uncle Phil, I had to shovel shit out of our stalls for years. I also had the task as a 12 year old to "break" our foal. The foal was never broken because the mama was way too protective. Been thrown, stepped on, bitten. I was not the least bit sad the day we sold our last horse. Gentle, my ass.
That last fucker defeated me though. That pisses me off.
If somebody else was charged with shoveling the shit and breaking the foal, I would probably have been much more in love with horses. I'm guessing most girls don't get that side of it.
If you buy a girl a horse, buy her the shovel first and let her get used to it.
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I think the Apocalypse is happening all around us. We go on eating desserts and watching TV. I know I do. I wish we were more capable of sustained passion and sustained resistance. We should be screaming and what we do is gossip. -Lydia Millet
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