09.02.10
Posted in Uncategorized at 11:27 am by Bridget Zinn
To understand how I came to be a horse thief, we have to start at the beginning of the story. When I was wee, my father acquired a sleigh. He went to a local pony owner and asked if he could rent the pony to pull the sleigh. The guy said, “No, but I’ll give it to you.” My dad was all, “Really, I just want to rent it. I’ll pay you.” But the guy insisted. “No, but I’ll give it to you.” This went on for a while until we ended up with our very own pony.
I know that non-Wisconsinites have this idea that WI is covered in farmland and it’s all about cows and things. Not so in the north half of WI. It’s thick old fat forest up there. Any farms you’ll find are small and were cleared by strong backs of spunky farmers who plucked out each tree one by one, ripping the roots out of the ground with stump removers.
We did not live in such a place. We lived in the woods. Lots and lots and lots of woods.
So this pony became a woods pony and we let it roam free in the wilderness.
My mother hated the pony.
The pony hated my mother.
The pony’s name was Sundae and when my mom walked down the long driveway to get the mail Sundae would sniff her out.
And charge away, nipping at her.
For some reason, the pony loved my dad.
When my dad went skiing down the trails through the forest, Sundae would trot after him like a ginormous puppy.
This sounds cute and probably was, but big old clodhopper pony hooves completely ruin ski trails.
So the pony went to a nearby farm that had room for one more.
I wasn’t even in Kindergarten yet. I did NOT get to enjoy the pony, not one little bit.
There’s a picture of me on Sundae but that is about it.
This didn’t bother me until I turned about ten, read too many Misty of Chincoteague books and the like, and realized that what I was really missing in my life…
Was a pony.
But I’d even have settled for a horse.
Stay tuned for Part II of My Life As a Horse Thief (in which horses might actually be stolen).
Love,
Bridget
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08.25.10
Posted in Uncategorized at 11:41 am by Bridget Zinn
With a new pixie ‘do (Thanks Lori Ann!) for me and a break from the white shirt for Barrett.
Plus, I now have a new lucky health cat!
Have a great week!
Love to you all,
Bridget
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08.22.10
Posted in Uncategorized at 9:16 am by Bridget Zinn
No, not that couple.
Although…
They do look quite cute together.
But I’m talking about the other couple.
Harpo and Pumpkin have been together for eight years now, but sadly I don’t have any pics from their kittenhood together. Not because I don’t have a million pictures of them. I do.
They are just so cute.
But we don’t have any pics of them as kittens together because they weren’t kittens together. We got Harpo first. He was just a wee little thing, fitting in the palm of my hand. And he came sweet–a really cuddly cat.
With a very large mouth.
But he was also a hyperactive kitten. We had to save him from certain destruction every few minutes. He didn’t have a natural sense of self-preservation and wanted to splash in the toilet, eat dental floss, stick his head in spaces smaller than himself, and generally cause havoc. We’d come home to find the entire house decorated with toilet paper. One day I drew myself a steaming hot bath and when I went to get in, there was Harpo, wading around sniffing bubbles.
He needed a friend. But we couldn’t go through kittenhood again so soon. Pumpkin was 9 months old when we got him–a pre-adolescent who was almost full-sized and naturally mellow and Buddha-like.
And they’ve been together ever since–keeping each other’s ears clean, sleeping nose to nose, and playing Chase That Cat together.
Love to you all,
Bridget
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08.21.10
Posted in Uncategorized at 1:38 pm by Bridget Zinn
Year 13, We’d just moved to Portland and I think we’re in the bird something or other, maybe a sanctuary? Notice the white shirt.
Year 14, The Portland Auction where I sported Starlet Hair by the awesome Lori Ann at Halo. Is it the SAME white shirt?
Year 15, The Summer of Love and the white shirt is still there!
Expect the next 16 year retrospective in 2026!
Love to you all,
Bridget
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08.20.10
Posted in Uncategorized at 4:19 pm by Bridget Zinn
I’m not sure what happened between 9 & 11, but photographic evidence is not forthcoming. I could put up a picture of me and my co-star sharing a malt and pretending to be in love in the World’s Fastest Librarian and maybe even try to photoshop Barrett in, but it would be a sham. I’m guessing that hidden box of photos would be handy right about now.
But we must move on.
Year 11, Our First Visit to Portland
Year 12, Our Second Visit to Portland (take note that this is the year I stopped straightening my hair)
Year 12 Bonus Photo, I also found a picture of us in Vegas in which I forgot to pack my contacts (it was an early flight!) and Barrett has some kind of slickster hair, but he’s wearing that cute suit.
More olden times photos to come (well at least a year or two back)–keep a look out!
Love to you all,
Bridget
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