Sleep of the Weary
Last Thursday was one of those unexpected days -- that is, I expected that it would occur, but did not anticipate its material contents.
I arrived late at the lunchtime Christian vet group meeting at which I heard a cryptic comment about Liz being with her horse. Liz's horse is pregnant, so my top explanation was that her horse was going into labor or something. I didn't think much more about it.
I arrived at the Thursday night Bible student, and heard some not-so cryptic comments about Liz's horse (Sunshine) being down, colicking, and not getting up. It didn't sound very good. A bunch of us headed over to her place after Bible study to see what was going on (in theory I could say, "to try to help", but I really had few illusions of being useful). We got there, and whaddayaknow, Sunshine was up and walking about. This was a great matter of praise -- it appears now that the horse became cast in her stall (being lame in one leg as well as pregnant) and being cast caused her to colic. As they were trying to get her up, she fell on one of the seniors. I have yet to hear if she broke her fibula as she surmised.
Well, Sunshine seemed to be doing well, but Liz wanted to check on her frequently through the night... so Gwen, Christina, and I spent the night and took a turn every 2 hours to check on the horse. Strangely, I slept well through the night on the floor with no pillow, mainly waking up only for my alarm (I don't know how that happened), wondering how two hours had already past, etc. The night may not have passed so uneventfully if Liz had not kept her cat, Esmeralda, in her room. Before (my) first dropping off to sleep, Ezzy jumped on my sleeping bag-encased feet on two occasions, eliciting shreaks from my person and causing my feet to flail. Apparently my response was too exciting for the cat to leave me alone... But I didn't trust her to not apply her teeth to my feet.
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Friday afternoon, Casey, Shan, Heather, Janis and I went hiking in the McDonald forest. It was a leisurely hike of 1.5 hours, but/and (depending on whether you prefer strenuous hikes to leisurely ones -- for me, they both have their places. Friday was a time for a leisurely hike.) it was a time of good camaraderie.
I arrived late at the lunchtime Christian vet group meeting at which I heard a cryptic comment about Liz being with her horse. Liz's horse is pregnant, so my top explanation was that her horse was going into labor or something. I didn't think much more about it.
I arrived at the Thursday night Bible student, and heard some not-so cryptic comments about Liz's horse (Sunshine) being down, colicking, and not getting up. It didn't sound very good. A bunch of us headed over to her place after Bible study to see what was going on (in theory I could say, "to try to help", but I really had few illusions of being useful). We got there, and whaddayaknow, Sunshine was up and walking about. This was a great matter of praise -- it appears now that the horse became cast in her stall (being lame in one leg as well as pregnant) and being cast caused her to colic. As they were trying to get her up, she fell on one of the seniors. I have yet to hear if she broke her fibula as she surmised.
Well, Sunshine seemed to be doing well, but Liz wanted to check on her frequently through the night... so Gwen, Christina, and I spent the night and took a turn every 2 hours to check on the horse. Strangely, I slept well through the night on the floor with no pillow, mainly waking up only for my alarm (I don't know how that happened), wondering how two hours had already past, etc. The night may not have passed so uneventfully if Liz had not kept her cat, Esmeralda, in her room. Before (my) first dropping off to sleep, Ezzy jumped on my sleeping bag-encased feet on two occasions, eliciting shreaks from my person and causing my feet to flail. Apparently my response was too exciting for the cat to leave me alone... But I didn't trust her to not apply her teeth to my feet.
Friday afternoon, Casey, Shan, Heather, Janis and I went hiking in the McDonald forest. It was a leisurely hike of 1.5 hours, but/and (depending on whether you prefer strenuous hikes to leisurely ones -- for me, they both have their places. Friday was a time for a leisurely hike.) it was a time of good camaraderie.
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