Remington is not happy with me again and he's not letting me give him a big soft nose kiss very easily. First of all, he's been stuck in the stall again for the last several days because of the constant rain and never ending mud pit growth. And we all know how bored he gets when he's stuck inside, and that boredom changes over to major stubborn in the kiss department.
Wednesday, his vet was out to check on Tuck, the new 4 year old, who pulled a ligament in his leg somehow. Don't ask how, cuz we sure don't know. When I arrived home from running errands, Doc was about to leave and I asked him if he had time to give them all their shots, because they were due.
I swear to you, I think Remington heard me, because when I went down to the barn after he had gotten his shots, I walked up to the gate, he turned around and went to the back of the stall and stared out the window and would not pay any attention to me.
I said, Remipup, come give me a kiss. He turned his head over his left shoulder, shot me a look and I could almost hear him say "you sent that man in the hat down here to poke me with a sharp thing, and I don't like it". And he turned his head back around and continued to look out the window.
Remipup, come give me a kiss. Once again, his head turned around and he shot me the glare and turned right back around. Oh, ok, so that's how it's going to be, huh? Well, I guess there won't be any extra carrots coming down from the house tonight. BOOM, he turned around, came to the rail and stuck his head over so I could give him a kiss. I promise you, I am not making this up.
So, no carrot drought for Remi. He still got his carrots. You don't really think he wouldn't get them do you? Of course he would, because he's still my sweet Remipup. Now, if the rain would just go away and the ground has time to dry up, he and the other fur kids are going to be much happier.
Stay tuned, stay happy and stay with us!