Wednesday, 29 July 2009

...equus mortuus

(One of my most) embarrassing moment(s)?
I once told a neighbour that her horse was dead.

It wasn't.

Turns out that I don't know much about horses... or their sleeping behaviour... and that this animal in particular does a pretty good impersonation of a dead horse.

But aside from freaking you out, what are neighbours for?


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At 29 July 2009 at 22:28 , Blogger Baino said...

Haha . .I have two horses. Getting on a bit and the 'old boy' lies flat out in the sun. He's so relaxed that I can walk right up to him before he realises. . .So don't you fret pet. Easy to mistake a sunbaking nag for a glue pot. Although I have to tell you that Phar Lap is dead. Yeh shocking I know . .

At 29 July 2009 at 22:46 , Blogger the projectivist said...

oh you DO look lovely in your deck chair there, Mr MAP. that's my fave profile pic.

my neighbours think that i'm perfect for taking their bins out when they go away on holidays.

when i was a child, my parents used to know all of our neighbours by name. oh the times have changed!

At 30 July 2009 at 08:13 , Blogger Kath Lockett said...

Bah hah hah hah!

But hey, at least you were trying to be neighbourly and helpful....

I'm with the the projectivist - neighbours are good for putting the bins out and for cleaning up junk mail. Funny how we never need to borrow cups of sugar any more though - I'm not sure my ACDC-playing flat-dwelling buddy next door would know what the stuff was if it wasn't inside a KFC or Maccas bag....


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