"Oh no, Honey, this is the same western saddle I've had for years. The conchos just look really shiny because I polished them last week."
"Of course I didn't clean my tack on the granite counter top. Those are drops of olive oil."
"This pair of boots? I had to get them because my other boots weren't made for wearing spurs. These are special boots, the kind you can put spurs on."
"I don't know how the corral gate got broken. Again. There hasn't been a horse in it all day."
"No, this silver headstall wasn't expensive. I got it on ebay."
"Hoof prints on the lawn? Huh. I have no idea how they got there. Maybe the neighbor's horse got loose."
"That dirt on the kitchen floor? The dog tracked it in."
Besides my impromptu fibs, I've also been known to spend hours tinkering around with the horses, then fly into a state of panic when I glance at my watch and realize it's about time for Ron to come home and I haven't made the bed or done the laundry. (It's only fair that I do some household chores). I can whip those sheets and blankets into crisp order in about 30 seconds! And don't tell anyone, but there have been times when a load of already clean clothes has been spun around in the dryer once again just so it sounds like I've been slaving away with the brights 'n whites.
Luckily I don't have kids who rat me out. My friend Susan has a 10-year-old son. She often gets sidetracked with her horses and neglects her housework until her husband pulls in the driveway. Last week her son announced to him as he walked in the door, "Mommy just got done making the bed."
Thank God my dog can't talk.
Are you guilty of fabricating some horse-related fibs every now and then? Share them or any other comments by clicking "comments" below.