Them Sticker Gitters

No matter how hard I try to leave the house early, something or someone always gets in my way. I went out to feed horses on this chilly morning and as the horses strolled up to the fence what should I see?

Enter Exhibit A

Yikes! That looks like it hurts. Looks like someone rolled into a cactus bed.

Look at the long stickers in those cactus pieces!

Dang it! 

As a horse person, I can't just leave him like this. 

Back to the barn in search of gloves and a halter. 

As I plucked the stickers from his coat I couldn't help but get a little satisfaction that this had happened to this particular colt. He has been a real stinker these last few months, feeling his oats and picking on my old mare. 

"Ooops! Sorry big guy. Did that hurt? I didn't mean to bump that one. Sorry." hehehe

Operation sticker removal complete. You may continue eating your breakfast. 

Lovely, Now I am late!

Pulling out of the driveway, I remembered a little poem from my childhood that my dad would always recite to us. This sure has been the year for stickers. 

Them Sticker Gitters
How about them Sticker Gitters, Ain't they neat?
Gittin' them stickers in they feet.
Gittin' them goat-heads, Gittin' them briars,
Pickin' them out with sticker pickin' pliers!
Look at them Sticker Gitters, Cain't they cuss!
Soons git a sticker, Raise a mighty huge fuss.
Them tender footed Sticker Gitters, how they squeal!
Stickers in they toes, stickers in they heels.
How to be a Sticker Gitter? Don't need a ticket;
Stick a foot 'n the weeds, let the stickers git it!

~Mason Williams