Mike007
Well-Known Member
Hi all,its me ,Bob the not a cob. Mike has finaly feft the computer unguarded. He has been a complete pain about it since my last post. Anyway ,I am a genius and feel I should explain why to you all.
My much hoped for ,eventing career has not materialised . Clearly Mary King has lost my phone number. So it looks like I have got to get Mike into shape. Trouble is his knees are a wreck. Anyway Mike gets this Back man to check me over.Naturaly I am almost perfect(though he did fix that little twinge I have been getting behind my left ear).Suddenly I have a brainwave.What mike needs is a Horseteopath. But how and where to fix him . Yesterday the plan came together.
On the way back from exercise ,as we crossed Epsom racecourse, I realised that this was the flatest softest bit of turf in England. So I pretend to spook and run backwards. Now despite being a wuss ,Mike is not that easy to unseat.So I spin round and sit down on big ginger Bum. Mike is pitched out the side door onto the track. Then BANG ,I slam big ginger shoulder down on his knee.
Mike was clearly overcome with emotion, there were tears of gratitude in his eyes and he barely spoke to me all the way home.I am betting there will be some carrots in this for me now.
Anyway ,this leaves me with a couple of questions.
How long should I leave it before fixing his other knee? and Do you think anyone is going to notice the Mike shaped dent in the turf?
Love from Bob the "not a"cob.
My much hoped for ,eventing career has not materialised . Clearly Mary King has lost my phone number. So it looks like I have got to get Mike into shape. Trouble is his knees are a wreck. Anyway Mike gets this Back man to check me over.Naturaly I am almost perfect(though he did fix that little twinge I have been getting behind my left ear).Suddenly I have a brainwave.What mike needs is a Horseteopath. But how and where to fix him . Yesterday the plan came together.
On the way back from exercise ,as we crossed Epsom racecourse, I realised that this was the flatest softest bit of turf in England. So I pretend to spook and run backwards. Now despite being a wuss ,Mike is not that easy to unseat.So I spin round and sit down on big ginger Bum. Mike is pitched out the side door onto the track. Then BANG ,I slam big ginger shoulder down on his knee.
Mike was clearly overcome with emotion, there were tears of gratitude in his eyes and he barely spoke to me all the way home.I am betting there will be some carrots in this for me now.
Anyway ,this leaves me with a couple of questions.
How long should I leave it before fixing his other knee? and Do you think anyone is going to notice the Mike shaped dent in the turf?
Love from Bob the "not a"cob.