MISC: The Girl Who Saved the World Part 48

[Drew Perron]

On 8/15/2016 9:25 PM, George Phillies wrote:
> I momentarily remembered a peculiarity of history.  There are perfectly
> adequate numbers of references, a few thousand years ago, that if you
> leave a horse with a big pile of barley it will eat itself to death.
> Modern horse breeders think horses are not that stupid.

Hm. I wonder what that implies.

> Medico said ‘emphatic yes’ on the work as exercise; it kept
> various bad things from happening where I had deep bruises.

Makes sense - low-impact exercise is better.

> Yes, telekinesis would’ve made it a whole lot easier,
> but I don’t use my gifts at home if I can possibly avoid it.  The gift
> you do not call cannot be detected.  My mind control on me, suppressing
> the pain, was not avoidable, but it was inside my mentalic screens.

Ah, that makes sense.

> The two barn cats realized I was
> back and were watching from a safe distance while I went about my work.
> After all, Bluebell and Columbine were quite certain that once I was
> done cleaning up the barn I would give them treats, scratch their
> stomachs, and comb their fur.

Heehee. ^.^

> There was a considerable pile of straw, clear
> hints that they had found this, that, and the other thing to line it
> inside, and at the far end of the perch a neat stack of tails where
> various rodents had contributed to feline diets.

Fascinating. :o

> The automatic cat
> feeder appeared to be working just fine. Its storage hopper was good for
> another several weeks, by which time I wouldn’t mind hauling a 30 pound
> sack of cat food from the house.

Very good.

> I sat with my legs over the edge of
> the perch, dropped the cat treat on each side, and waited not for very
> long. Soon I had a large cat leaned up on each side of me, both of them
> rubbing their heads against my arms as they waited for me to give them
> more treats or better yet a good combing.  That went on for a solid 20
> minutes, at the end of which I was out of treats, the curry comb had
> been cleaned several times, and they were both purring loudly.

^.....^

> The ponies greedily gobbled them up, and
> repeated when I gave them another pair of apples.  I did hold the maple
> sugar in my hands, carefully.  Daffodil and Snapdragon waited patiently
> for their combing.  They also got a careful check of their hooves.
> There were no stones, no signs of other issues. Vigorous scratches
> behind their ears were clearly appreciated.

Aaaaaaa. So much cuteness. <3

Drew "all of the playing with animals, please" Perron