Day 6:On the horizon...

Is a murder. Or two or three or mabey I'll just have my own shoot 'em up party. If you don't know me, understand that this is me venting. If I say that I'm going to kill someone then I don't acctually need to. It's great really, blood is soooooooo hard to get out of carpets. I got home from the barn where I work to find that two of our horses had gon on a jaunt ... into the trailerpark . Some old guy was being just plain rude and my brother was being stupid. Some people were actually very nice and I hope neither Jester nor Indy ate their flowers or left them little...presents...of fertilizer. Faith , my beloved (though still pregnant) horse, didn't go out, even though she could have. It was actually funny, when we brought the trouble makers back in she told them off something awful. She's done it before, like when the two were getting a little frisky. She's so motherly, she'll be a great mamma...if she ever decides to have the baby. We're thinking 4/4 because its my mother's father's birthday(would be) and that's a good enough day as any. But she likes changing her mind alot... is annoying.