Photo by Audrey Pavia
Milagro , nudging the most delicious bag he ’s ever tasted .
Milagro ’s back has been devil him , evidence by the way he flinches when I take to the woods my hand over the muscle just in front of his hip joint . So , I schedule a visit for him with an equid chiropractor .
The chiropractor could only follow during the week when I was at body of work , so my roommate , Michelle , gracefully offered to take Milagro to the embarkation stable down the street where the chiropractor would also be treating some other horse .
Later that day , when I got home from work , Michelle give me a full account on what the chiropractor had to say . She then told me she needed to show me something .
Michelle give way into her room and occur out holding a gray leather handbag that was torn to shreds .
“ Guess which one of your animals did this ? ” she suppose , grinning .
alarm that one of my creatures was responsible for this destruction , I say the name of the most obvious culprit , Cheddar . Ever since Michelle moved in , my orange queen , Cheddar , has been hellhole - bent on break into her way . He managed to do so twice already , starting a competitiveness with Michelle ’s cat , Elvis , both multiplication .
“ Nope , ” Michelle suffice with a smile . “ Bigger . ”
The only other creature bigger than Cheddar in the house was Nigel . The perfect wienerwurst , Nigel has never torn up anything in his liveliness , but there ’s always a first time . I reluctantly said his name in response .
“ Not Nigel , ” Michelle said . “ big . ”
I must have looked at her with such confusion that she decided the shot game was vain .
“ Milagro , ” she finally said . “ Milagro did this . ”
She then proceed to tell me the news report of originally that twenty-four hour period when she had walked Milagro down to the boarding stable for his back adaption . While he was waiting his twist to be seen , she tied him to a hitching stake under a elephantine pepper tree . She then advert her purse from a bridle come-on that had been nailed to the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree .
Michelle walked away to go tend to her horse and was blend in for several minute .
When she return to check over on Milagro , she find him very interfering . He had apparently contorted himself in a way that he was able-bodied to reach Michelle ’s pocketbook . He had it on the ground in front of him and was prevail it down with one hoof while he ripped the pockets off with his tooth .
Michelle managed to wrestle the handbag away from him but there was n’t enough intact pocketbook to salvage .
I did n’t know whether to laugh or cry over this . Milagro was notorious for being destructive , but this one seemed over the top , even for Milagro .
I could recount Michelle did n’t really deal about the purse , but I feel horrendous . I require if it was a well purse .
“ Nah , ” she said . “ I ’ve got a million purses . ”
Relieved that my vexing Equus caballus had n’t taken aside a Gucci bag or something , I slunk into my room like the mother of the bad kid in category . My perverse “ son ” had embarrassed me yet again .
