A Horse Off Course

I had a close encounter in a barn at Bell Reve once.

I was idly brushing Set On Stun and singing Moon River to him.

Something about that song. Those clear yet soaring notes. I just like it.

As I was walking behind him, he kicked me square in the chest.

I hit the stall wall, groggy. I knew one of my ribs was broken.

All I could see was this giant horse cock advancing towards me, like a knight's lance.

I thought I was going to be split in two.

But no, he just pissed on me for a good minute.

Apparently he was an Andy Williams fan.

Not my fault. I had a cold.

Everybody's a critic.
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