Stories of life on our farm in Northwest Georgia where every day is an adventure in this beautiful spot that God has entrusted to our stewardship.
Monday, October 24, 2011
When we got home from Europe, we looked at Misty and asked, "Who are you and what have you done to Misty?" We said goodbye to a big, gangly puppy and came home to a small horse.
Although completely dwarfed by her, Zephyr loves to play with Misty. What results is something like Mutt and Jeff sumo wrestling. Here are a few of Misty's moves:
The Face-Off--as in, we try to bite each other's face off!
The Sit-Stay. This is one of Misty's signature moves. I think it has interesting applications in the barnyard if the fox should ever return; Misty can sit on it and squash it, thus leaving its pelt intact.
Here is Zephyr extricating herself from the Sit-Stay. Until Misty gets bigger, she can't seem to keep Zephyr down for more than half a minute--although on several occasions during this photo shoot, I nearly intervened to save Zephyr from being smothered.
The Boa Constrictor. I think this one is self-explanatory!
Here is Zephyr escaping from the Boa Constrictor. Her expression speaks for itself. Before you report me to PETA, remember: She keeps coming back for more.
The Boxer. Lai-lai-lai!
Here is a close-up of Zephyr's usual expression while wrestling with Misty. (See above note about PETA.)
The Hairy Eyeball. This does not in any way indicate desperation on Misty's part. She practically throws herself down for Zephyr--like a judo instructor helping her student accomplish a throw. There seems to be some attraction to getting back on top from a supposed "underdog" position.
The Face-Off again, from a different angle.
And finally, The Gremlins-in-a-Blender. Two dogs puréed into one big, indistinguishable ball of Furry Fun!