My little Walter

Showing posts with label Ramon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ramon. Show all posts

Sunday, December 29, 2013

Looking out the window

I was looking out the kitchen window when I spotted someone inside of the corral at about 9:17 a.m.  Knew it had to be his owner because the kid rarely goes in there as not to get his tennis shoes full of poop.

He stopped and looked towards the house and obviously saw me looking at him. He got the pitch fork and brought in more hay. Then he stopped and looked my way again as if to say "I fed him...now are you satisfied?"

I did not back down and I did not move from the window as I continued to look his way.  He did not seem to like that we keep on running into each other even if it is only through glass and two lots away.

The cold front got here tonight, sure hope Walter can keeps warm in that horrible, soggy and stinky corral.

Monday, April 8, 2013

Hit Paydirt or is it Pay Poop?

Finally my little Walter had a good day.  This afternoon it was in the low 90's and I went to offer him some fresh water which he refused!  He did not pass up on the horse pellets though :D

The winds started blowing very strongly from the east and this now worthless piece of plastic threaten to blow at any minute.  This is where he cut his eye if you will recall.  Wish it would blow east that way it would not hurt Walter if it did.


Later on in the afternoon went to once again check up on him.  Found that he had been given a block of the good quality hay, his big horse pellets (I give him little ones) and his water barrel was full.  Knew the kid had not done this since I saw him walking to his cousins house.


Went to look towards the owners driveway and saw the red pick up and also a white pick up in front of the house.  He was obvious fed by Ramon (name I made up for his owner).  Have I mentioned I tend to give people names so they wont know I am talking about them?  My friends and I were famous for doing that...jajajaja!


Little Walter was so happy he was going from his dirty ice chest...where they feed him his big pellets... to his hay ..to his water barrel and repeat.


I left so he could eat in peace and bask in the fact that at least for today, he had all that he needed :)

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