Horsing Around

January 21, 2014

Hate to break it to you but if you are not a nice young person, cheerful and light-hearted, you don’t turn into one later on in life. Duece could turn things around for the majority of the elders at the Senior Center this afternoon, but one woman in particular is a hold-out. I could feel her stink-eye from across the vast lobby. She did not care, one iota, that there is a lei-laden, grass-skirt-wearing honest to goodness miniature horse parading around in the joint, she would have none of it. Duece nearly crawled up in old Julie’s bed though, nuzzling her, and damn near purring in delight. Helen squealed and kicked off her powder blue comforter to see the sight as we entered her room three-quarters of the way down the hall. “Do you think he likes wearing a pair of coconuts and lei bracelets?””How old is he/she?””Oh, look at the dog!”Otherwise, all is well at the Nursing Home. They are looking forward to cupid, the miniature horse, showing up just after Valentine’s Day to scorch their hearts. I would have stayed for the jello snack but it started to snow and traffic reports sounded bad.