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April 03 2010
Tonight I had to go to the barn to give the pony his medicine and so I put on my husband's tall rubber boots (that fit me perfectly because my feet are so large) and I walked through the evening and the bugs were so loud as if it was already summer but it's only the very beginning of April. And everything was soft and the hay smelt wonderful in the barn, and I could not see so I accidentally dumped the hay on the pony as I threw it over the stall.
And then I went to the medicine, pulled back the syringe and filled it with air, and I pushed the air into the bottle and then I withdrew 3/4 tsp of the ace (which is yellow) and 3 grams of the white medicine (I cannot remember its name), and then I went into the stall held the pony's forelock, pushed my forefinger between his lips and pushed the syringes into his mouth.
And as I walked back towards the lighted house, I winced as the boot bumped against my bruised shin (from where it hit the gate earlier today) and I knew again how borrowed this all was. The barn, the pony, the softness.
And then I went to the medicine, pulled back the syringe and filled it with air, and I pushed the air into the bottle and then I withdrew 3/4 tsp of the ace (which is yellow) and 3 grams of the white medicine (I cannot remember its name), and then I went into the stall held the pony's forelock, pushed my forefinger between his lips and pushed the syringes into his mouth.
And as I walked back towards the lighted house, I winced as the boot bumped against my bruised shin (from where it hit the gate earlier today) and I knew again how borrowed this all was. The barn, the pony, the softness.
