tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6817758588420976932.post2886107022967667913..comments2024-03-22T03:49:11.644-07:00Comments on Life With Horses: Lies... I Mean "Fibs"... We Tell Our HusbandsCindy Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06826221923988198322noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6817758588420976932.post-32250347714376898162008-04-12T09:00:00.000-07:002008-04-12T09:00:00.000-07:00Yes, I am the Dirt Bag Queen. I'm the one to blame...Yes, I am the Dirt Bag Queen. I'm the one to blame for making my Neatnic Husband live in what he often describes as a "dust bowl." <BR/><BR/>As for the question about Wally's age: Wally is 6. Or maybe 7. I'll have to look at his papers... which by the way, I have yet to transfer into my name. I'm sure the APHA loves me and my lack of bookkeeping skills. Oh wait. I have to transfer Wyatt's papers into my name, too. *sigh*Cindy Halehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06826221923988198322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6817758588420976932.post-52695419358133941232008-04-11T13:01:00.000-07:002008-04-11T13:01:00.000-07:00Just curious,but how old is your beloved Wally?Just curious,but how old is your beloved Wally?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6817758588420976932.post-26855016682949801862008-04-11T12:39:00.000-07:002008-04-11T12:39:00.000-07:00I jnow what you mean when you say thank God the do...I jnow what you mean when you say thank God the dog can't talk i come in the house all the time and blame the dirt on the dog.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6817758588420976932.post-69656276745271487992008-04-11T05:41:00.000-07:002008-04-11T05:41:00.000-07:00Not that I have a husband, but I hope that when I ...Not that I have a husband, but I hope that when I do, I land one that's as sweet as your's and puts up with my horse habits.<BR/><BR/>~SasafrasAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6817758588420976932.post-40640775193202276192008-04-11T04:52:00.000-07:002008-04-11T04:52:00.000-07:00The statement ...my lackadaisical attitude about w...The statement ...my lackadaisical attitude about wearing my "outside shoes" inside the house... describes me to a tee! I'm forever forgetting to take off my boots especially if I'm to grab something out of the house quickly and run back down to the barn. My poor long-sufftering husband is forever sweeping up after me. Ain't our husbands sweet?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com