Where Did the Horsies Go? by Guiness the Cat
Hello, this is Guiness the Cat, and I seem to be horseless at the moment.
Back in the spring, two horsies moved into the back yard next door. Seriously. The back yard and a strip of the side yard. On about half an acre enclosed in an electric fence.
All the good small horse farms in the area, and they move into the back yard of the rental house next door. Go figure.
Anyway, the Home for Rent sign has gone up at the end of the driveway again (we're getting really tired of that), but we don't know if it's for the house or the barn. We haven't seen evidence of people moving out of either one.
The barn, by the way, is for human, not equine renters. (It's the little gray building beyond the deck. You can right click on the photo to see it bigger in a new tab.) When Debbi's uncle owned the house, it was a tractor barn, which he later turned into an office and then an apartment. So people live in the barn and the horses live in the back yard. Got that?
Not that the horses wouldn't be quite comfortable in the barn. The kitchen has a breakfast nook, and there's a bathroom and a cable TV outlet, and more than enough room for two horses in the living/bedroom. It even has a garage where they could park a wagon, if they had one.
But that's beside the point. Anyway, the other night I heard a big boom while Debbi was in the den watching TV, but I didn't go in there to see if she was okay. I'm not real fond of watching TV since all those people on NCIS tried to shoot me that time and nearly scared me to death.
A day or two later, we noticed that a tree had fallen across the electric fence, and the horsies and their trailer were gone. We don't know if the horsies moved out or what, but nobody has done a thing to fix the fence since then.
We hate to see the horsies go. They have been, by far, the best renters we've had next door since Debbi's aunt and uncle sold the place.
Sincerely, Guiness the Cat
P.S. Debbi showed up to feed me the other night, so she didn't get shot or blown up or anything in the den watching TV when I heard that big boom. Which is good, because I can't pop the top of the cat food cans.
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