Speckles turned four today. How can that be? My life is a rocket ship traveling at the speed of light. Just a rotation of the earth ago, Speckles looked like this:
Speckles, his mommy, Tim, and Logan looked like this:
Lukey, Speckles, Dancer:
(Speaking of Luke, did you notice how casually I mentioned yesterday he had started Driver's Ed?)
I bought Speckles' mom, Dancer, so Buckles would have a buddy. After I had her for a while, I realized she was really good and worth breeding. About this time, my Grandma Anne died and my mom inherited some money. In turn, she gave me and my siblings each $1500 dollars. I used mine to have Dancer bred to San Jo Freckles, a reining horse who went on to win the gold medal at the World Equestrian Games in Spain. He did this while Dancer was pregnant. I was following the results on-line and about died when he won the gold. Anyway, in a really cool coincidence, Speckles was born on May 25th, which I'll always remember because that's my Grandma Anne's birthday.
And today, the plumber was here; the plumber was here. So Speckles got this for his birthday:
A brand new waterer.
But ya gotta 'neak up on it:
"Hey, Speck. You got my back?"
"I gotcha buddy. I'll touch it if you will."
That's the thing about being a prey animal. Lions, tigers, and automatic waterers might want to eat you.
Happy Birthday, Sweet Speck.
All the rest of you, go dole out hugs and take photos of those you love because they change so incredibly fast. Tomorrow they'll look completely different than they do today. And some of 'em (gulp)will be in driver's ed.
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