Saturday, April 30, 2011

Dear Horse

Dear horse who tore, riderless, through the royal wedding procession,

You are welcome here. I understand your actions (how boring all that pomp and circumstance must have been, and how irksome that rejoicing crowd!) and I forgive you for them. I am not so sure that Her Royal Highness Catherine, Duchess of Cambridge, would agree. I hereby invite you to take refuge in the witness protection program, by which means you might be discreetly relocated to scenic Wickersham, Washington. I will ask FarmWife to felt for you some prosthetic ears. We shall dye your star black. You can learn to plow with me, and we shall have all sorts of fun.

Your consoling friend,
Fenway Bartholomule


  1. Do you accept other needy equines into you WPP?

  2. I thought that was AWESOME!!! My favorite part of the wedding, by far. :-) "Somebody" needed to break things up a bit (besides Prince Harry, who I'm sure did his share, including decorating the car) and this handsome fellow fit the bill. I wasn't even sure if I'd seen him because the stoopid camera crew cut away from him so fast. But when I called my buddy, the first thing she said was, "Did you see the loose horse?!?" Yay, I wasn't hallucinating! Anyway, hopefully Star there hasn't been drummed out of the cavalry. But if he has he could definitely do a lot worse than traveling half way 'round the world to take up residence at Bent Barrow Farm. :-)


Thanks in Advance for Your Mulish Opinion!