Now that you know about Remington's love for the bobcat, let me share another episode about HIS TOY!
A couple of years ago, the bobcat needed some repair work done. Early one September morning, the repairman and I were discussing the necessary fixes, when "guess who" comes up to see what was going on, and just who dared to touch his prize.
I let him investigate the situation, but instead of just observing, he just had to move closer and closer. As I pushed him back and scrambled to get out of his way, his foot came down right on the top of my foot..."OUCH". I immediately put an elbow in his chest to keep him from applying his full force, but he ended up scraping his size 10 shoe across my foot before he finally got back and lost interest.
I hobbled around the rest of the weekend and after noticing a rainbow of colors on my foot decided to go get it checked out. I wasn't able to see an orthopedic doctor at first, so I visited a local instant care facility on Monday. I had to wear a very funny shoe and was put on crutches. I wasn't able to go to the barn for a few days, so he never had the chance to see if the crutches tasted good.
I finally got in to see the orthopedic surgeon and it was determined that I had a torn ligament between my 4th and 5th toe and I ended up having to wear a very large boot. The first time I went to the barn in my boot, Remi, being his usual curious self just had to come up and put his nose down to see if it was a new tasty treat. NO, it's not, so leave it alone. I let him check it out anyway, because Remi just doesn't quit. He snorted and decided it really wasn't a treat to enjoy and off he went to explore something else.
Thanks to my bouncing baby boy, I can now predict when it's going to rain without the need to buy expensive weather equipment. And although it's not exactly the skill I would like to brag about, the whole experience did teach me to be extra careful around him and make sure where his huge hooves are at all times.
I spent three months in that "Cinderella slipper" and right before Thanksgiving (how appropriate), was finally able to walk boot free. It could make a very nice planter, however knowing Remington and his antics, I think I'll keep it around just in case.
It isn't exactly my favorite memory, but it's a Remi Memory, so I will cherish it always.
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