Thursday, November 4, 2010
He's all lanky legs, galloping loudly through the house. When I pick him up, he's stiff and gangly as a colt. His fur feels coarse and wiry.He runs roughshod over the kittens when playing with them. Outside he lurches at every passing insect, and actually tries to chase ... grass. Let's face it: Homer is a total hayseed. If he was a Damon Runyon character, he'd be Homer the Horse.But Homer adores me, and that makes me feel like a million bucks. I'm just a doll what is stuck on a grey-tabby guy.