The Whistle Blows
You know how it goes, sometimes you just fall at the first hurdle and that's that. I tried, oh I promise I tried not to get my hopes up about that sweet horse I was having vetted, but a little excitement crept in. I really wanted it to all go well, so when my phone rang Thursday morning I launched myself across the room and tried to quell my shaky voice.
As always when you want someone to get straight to the point, those polite introductions seem to drag on. It took just about all my British Reserve to not scream down the phone at the Veterinarian... "JUST TELL ME, IS IT SOUND"?
Well No. He wasn't. Lame on a circle, lame on the straight, lame, lame, lame.
So, I spent the rest of the day on the sofa, eating Ben and Jerrys and mourning my loss. (Yes, of a horse I hadn't even met)...
Today I peeled myself off the sofa and got back to my online dating, swipe left, swipe right, ask more questions, send videos onto friends. The game goes on! Today I found a few possibilities, lets see what tomorrow brings!
As always when you want someone to get straight to the point, those polite introductions seem to drag on. It took just about all my British Reserve to not scream down the phone at the Veterinarian... "JUST TELL ME, IS IT SOUND"?
Well No. He wasn't. Lame on a circle, lame on the straight, lame, lame, lame.
So, I spent the rest of the day on the sofa, eating Ben and Jerrys and mourning my loss. (Yes, of a horse I hadn't even met)...
Today I peeled myself off the sofa and got back to my online dating, swipe left, swipe right, ask more questions, send videos onto friends. The game goes on! Today I found a few possibilities, lets see what tomorrow brings!

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