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Post by Nevvy on Dec 27, 2009 21:38:28 GMT -5
Oh really? Why? The sunlight filtering in through the window blinded me it seemed and I looked down, seeing that Sammie was still asleep. I went over the day yesterday once again quickly in my mind. Was it part dream, part nightmare? It had to be right? But yet, here I am laying here with this beautiful girl, so it was not just a dream. I tried to not move, not wanting to move Sammie, wanting her to sleep as much as possible. I knew she had a rough day yesterday, and I wanted to make today as pleasurable as possible. I slid from the bed, stretching and yawning. Okay, first I would go and get my bag to go and brush my teeth. And then I will make her breakfast if she hasn't woken up yet. I tiptoed out of the bedroom and stayed quiet as I walked out to the truck and grabbed my bag. I didn't know how much to feed Spirit or anything so I would wait.
Finally, the bad morning breath out of my mouth, I went to the kitchen. I searched through the fridge and found eggs and then went through her cupboards and finally found a fry pan. I hoped to get this made and serve it to her in bed, but who knew if that would work. Just toast and eggs, that was all. I didn't want to go all out and make pancakes and bacon and sausage and just make her a buffet yet. I spread some butter on the pan, listening to see if I could hear any of her footsteps or anything, but I couldn't. Oh, just let her sleep for now. She needed it.
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Post by arzu on Dec 27, 2009 21:53:10 GMT -5
I could see the morning light coming in the window but I was in no hurry to get up, I rolled over and closed my eyes again, falling asleep again. fifteen minuets later I woke up and just laid there in bed, I located the remote on my nightstand and flipped the tv on. I noticed the Pablo was not here but I did not know how his morning went and how early he got up. So I figured he may be with the horses or downstairs but like I said I wanted to lay in bed for awhile, I flipped through the channels finally deciding on tlc. It was the only real thing on and that I liked. Sighing I knew I needed to wrap and clean my wound but that could wait just like my meds I took for all the other things I had. I yawned and felt my eyes become heavy with sleep again, I tried to fight it but to no success, I yawned and closed my eyes and fell back to sleep.
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Post by Nevvy on Dec 27, 2009 21:59:49 GMT -5
I heard something coming from upstairs and quickly piled the eggs on two plates. I hoped she liked scrambled eggs because that was all I really knew how to make. The last of the toast popped up, and I buttered it lightly. It was difficult making breakfast for someone that you didn't know what she liked. But I didn't care too much. I put the silverware on the plates and went back to the bedroom, making sure to not drop any food whatsoever on the ground. I didn't want to already make a mess everywhere. I saw that she was still sleeping, and I just stood there, looking at her, and I could feel my breath being taken away. I took a deep breath, trying to catch it again before setting the plates on the dresser. I was a little shaky, a little nervous again. I sat back on the bed and rubbed her arm again gently. I kissed her cheek lightly before saying softly, Good morning, it's time to wake up. I pushed her hair out of the way and kissed her forehead this time. I brought breakfast.
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Post by arzu on Dec 27, 2009 22:18:45 GMT -5
As I felt him kiss my cheek and forehead and then he spoke, I yawned and rolled over on to my back, opening my eyes and allowing them to once again adjust to the bright sun light pouring through the window. I stretched and propped my pillow so I could sit up but then I remembered I needed to take care of everything, I got up and walked to the bathroom brushing my teeth and then taking the meds required, I was so happy when I noticed one of bottles was almost gone, which meant it was almost time to go see the doctor again. I walked out and resumed my original spot, I crossed my legs and looked over at him, good morning to you too. I smiled and handed him the remote you can pick what ever you would like, leaning over I kissed him and then went back to my side and yawned again, I still have to tend to my hand but its kind of hard to do by your self and I really don’t want to see it. I cringed, I really did not want to know what it looked like nor did I really feel like passing out again, I ran my good hand through my hair. I looked at him and waited.
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Post by Nevvy on Dec 27, 2009 22:27:26 GMT -5
I just sat there, watching as she moved about and flipped through the channels. News, no. Nothing happened in the news anymore that was worth listening to. Okay, so yes they were but it was all bad. Nothing ever good. Seeing her finally sitting down again, I got back up tossing her the remote this time. First you eat because eggs are no good cold. And I'd rather not have to eat them cold. Then I'll take care of it. Sorry I couldn't find anything to put the plate on for you. I handed her the plate before sitting beside her. I looked over at her again. She looked better than she did yesterday. How are you feeling today? I asked, spreading scrambled eggs on my toast. It was the only way to eat it.
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Post by arzu on Dec 27, 2009 22:48:05 GMT -5
I smiled, sounds good to me, he tossed me the remote and I put it on cnn. There was nothing good on any way, its fine I can mange, I set the plate in my lap and ate my toast first, it was the easiest none the less, then I took a bit of my scrambled eggs, I feel much better besides a little pain. I yawned again and took another bit, so how are you today? I finished my eggs standing I stuck the plate back on the dresser, you are a very wonderful cook it was quite taste, but I get to make dinner tonight. I smiled I knew what I was going to make it was just a matter if he would like it. I sat back on the bed, so what are you planning on doing today? I laid back on leaning against the head bored, I was still tired but maybe later I would take a nap, right now I did not know how my dad was going to shape out to be.
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Post by Nevvy on Dec 27, 2009 23:06:29 GMT -5
I finished my breakfast quickly, putting the plate on the ground. Okay, so we gotta clean it and rebandage it? I asked, taking her hand softly and starting to unravel it. I'm fine, even better than yesterday. Because of the angel that is sitting next to me, I thought having finally unraveled her hand. I let her hand go, letting her stretch it a little bit. Being in the brace all night probably wasn't the best thing in the world. First, taking care of the horses. Then whatever you want. Today, you should just relax. And I'll take you up on that offer but I do the dishes. I looked over at the bathroom before looking back at her. Alright, time to get this taken care of and then you can come down to the barn with me if you want. I got up, looking up on the screen. More on the War on Terror, how much I was getting tired of listening to that. I looked through her cabinets and finally found some more wrap and waited for her to either clean it herself or I clean it.
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Post by arzu on Dec 27, 2009 23:22:30 GMT -5
Yep clean and rebandage, I sighed as he un raveled my hand which seemed like for ever but really was not, I moved my fingers and stretched it out not wanting to rip the stitches out, I took a quick glance at, deciding I could not do it, im glad you are better then yesterday, I would love to go down to the barn with you, I need to see how Spirits doing, you also have to clean and change his band aid. Im sorry this has to be torture for you. I sighed and stood, walking into the bathroom, you are going to have to do it, I took a glance at it and decided I could not do it, there’s a bottle of alcohol up there dab a little on and then wrap and I will be good to go. She smiled not looking at her hand, she would have to re pay him some day soon it was a thought to keep her mind off her hand long enough so that he could clean and wrap it.
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Post by Nevvy on Dec 27, 2009 23:32:01 GMT -5
I looked at it before grabbing the alcohol and a q-tip. Although a cotton ball could work, I knew that this way not too much got on it and it was easier to clean it. It'll sting a little bit of course. I said, dipping the q-tip in the alcohol. I gently took her hand, rubbing my fingers on the back of her hand as I quickly cleaned out the cut. Do you want me to groom him or anything? Should we put him out in the pasture or just walk him around to give him exercise? And it's not torture for me. I kinda...like it anyway. I took the wrap and quickly wrapped it so she wouldn't have to look at it anymore. All done, see it wasn't that bad was it?
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Post by arzu on Dec 27, 2009 23:50:18 GMT -5
I know it will sting that’s a given. I laughed as I watched him grab the bottle of alcohol and a q-tip, he rubbed the back of my hand as he cleaned the cut, I winced and then focused on his voice, well his grooming needs to be finished there are still tons of burrs and I don’t think its wise to put him in the pasture seeing he likes to do stupid things so walking him around would be fine. He wrapped my hand and then spoke, it was horrible. I laughed, no really you did a wonderful job I barely felt a thing, I kissed him and then walked into my closet, grabbing a pair of jeans and a shirt I quickly changed and then came out of the closet and back into the bathroom to brush my hair and then I was ready to go. Ready when you are, I walked out into the bedroom and shut the tv off, sick of hearing about the depressing things. I made the bed and then sat on the edge, after we deal with the horses we should come back up to the house and watch a movie, I don’t really feel like doing much, sighing I waited for his response.
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Post by Nevvy on Dec 28, 2009 0:03:04 GMT -5
She seemed in a great deal better mood. I walked out while she was getting dressed and looked out the window before cleaning up the plates. I had them stacked and ready to put in the sink when she came out. I would definitely have to get used to this no breathing thing because it seems to be nothing more than a common occurrence. I leaned against the door frame, waiting for her to be ready. That's fine. I said with a small smile at her. Lets get out there before they decide to hold a revolution against us for not feeding them in a timely manner. I walked downstairs, placing the plates in the sink. There was nothing on them that would be too hard to get off after sitting there for a while. I pulled my boots on and walked outside, stopping on the porch. The air was crisp this morning I noticed as I waited for her. It was so nice out today. It would be a day where I would usually ride the whole day away but not today. One, Fuego needed a day off after yesterday. Two, I would rather spend it with Sam. I hoped she didn't mind and if she did I had stuff that I could do and let her be.
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Post by arzu on Dec 28, 2009 19:49:32 GMT -5
I rolled my eyes, come on goofy Spirit hurt or not would be the leader of the Revolution and knowing him he is already cranky because he’s hurt and there is no food in his stall. That was another thing I learned keep the food coming and he would always be happy. I followed him downstairs, putting my boots on and following him out side, it was a crisp morning and it would be a nice day to ride but I was not in the mood and besides Spirit was out and my new horse had yet to arrive. I stepped out on to the porch closing the door behind me, lets go I can already hear him and I really don’t want to replace a stall latch again. That was a funny story in its self. I walked down the steps and moved off to the barn, I feel bad that you have to enter that stall he will probably eat you alive. I was really hopping that he was still in his stall and not out finding the food himself.
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Post by Nevvy on Dec 28, 2009 20:15:27 GMT -5
I watched as she walked down the steps. I let her get far enough away, a grin upon my face as I walked down the steps. I heard what she was saying, and taking care of a grumpy horse did not sound like a pleasurable idea to me. Fuego could be the same way, most likely. Not only that but I forgot to groom him in my haste to take care of Sam, and so I knew it would be a right mess. Sweets, on the other hand, would be a dream. I already knew that because of her cheery disposition. She was the bright spot in my day usually, always knowing how to cheer me up. Unfortunately, I felt a little too tall for her so right now it would just be ground work. I followed her a little ways off before jogging. Upon reaching her, I took her hand in mine for just a second before letting it drop. It'll be no problem. Maybe it'll be like dealing with another Fuego. Do you want to walk him after I groom him or do you want me to? I asked as we reached the barn. I looked inside and could already hear my horses' muffled hooves against the stall floor and an impatient Fuego banging the door. I rolled my eyes. It was just like someone snapping their fingers at a waiter to get their attention. As punishment I went over to Sweet's stall and leaned against it. She came right up, the strawberry roan head peering out at me before nudging me. I stroked her nose before tickling her muzzle. She shook her head and I laughed at her. You didn't get properly introduced to Sammie yesterday. Sweets, this is Sammie, and likewise. I looked back at Sam again, the stupid little grin on my face. What do you want me to do first? I don't know how much you feed Spirit...
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Post by arzu on Dec 28, 2009 20:30:58 GMT -5
I can walk him it should be no problem. As we reached the barn I could hear his horses muffled sounds and nothing from Spirits stall. Hmm? I smiled as I was introduced to Sweets, walking over I scratched her nose and then just happened to look up the aisle and out the entrance of the barn and there standing off in the distance was Spirit, I about had a heart attack, I will be right back, walking to his stall I noted it was wide open, I grabbed his halter and lead rope and, walked out of the barn and toward the moody stallion, I reached him and he pinned his ears and trotted off, I rolled my eyes, I should call the vet and have her come and geld you, I walked back to the barn walked to Pablo and tossed the lead rope and halter, he’s being a butt head and im in no mood for this, oh and he gets half a hay net, and then for feed he gets half grain and half oatmeal along with his little vitamin pack that his kept in his container and it does not matter what you do first all though you should groom him just to torture him because hes being a butt head and then I add im going to wave his bucket of feed in front of his nose just out of reach for added effect. I sighed and glared at the paint who seemed to think this game was fun.
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Post by Nevvy on Dec 28, 2009 20:40:39 GMT -5
I caught them before they hit me. I'll feed my two and then maybe he'll come in. If not then he doesn't get fed. By the way, remind me never to piss you off. I gave her a smile that showed that I was just kidding before walking into the feed room. I made sure to make as much noise as possible as I got Fuego's and Sweet's food ready, trying to make sure that Spirit heard it. I walked out, whistling as I went. Fuego went after the door toward the food and I threw a hand at him to make him back up. For that you wait. He was going to learn patience if it was going to kill me. I every once in a while glanced outside as I fed Sweets, walking in her stall to clean out her water. There was still a lot left, thank goodness, and I just picked out the couple things with my fingers. Don't worry girl, you'll get to go out for the day. As I walked out of the stall I flicked the water left on my fingers at Sammie playfully. I placed Fuego's food right by his door and stood there, watching him. I tried to open the stall door and he ran toward it and I slammed it shut. Try that again and you'll be in the same place as Spirit. No breakfast. Although you're fat enough, you could skip a few. The last comment was a joke and he walked away.
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