horse-crazy-chris!
by christine peniaranda
(red bluff, california)
i've always loved horses. i dropped out of 10th-grade because i preferred their company. i got away from them while raising adina and carlos. i found my way back when the children flew overseas to be with their dad. i guess i had empty-nest because i started acting weird; staying up for days, laughing at nothing, embarrassing my folks. i wandered around getting into mischeif. i had jsut re-read smokey the cowhorse and noticed a bay gelding standing in a hot horse trailer outside a restaurant. i went into the trailer, unsaddled the horse, and proceeded to let him jump out and follow me like a big dog up main st. of course i was arrested and sent to a state hospital for observation. i was soon labeled manic-depressive with bi-polar and psychotic features; given a check for the rest of my life and sent on my way. well, it's 20+ years later and i guess i should thank my horses for my monthly check (God of course gets all the glory). my bi-polar stuff seems to be under control, but then again i'm up typing at 2 a.m. after coffee i'll be bright and bushy to go feed my faves, you guessed it, horses God blessed me with. thanks for reading, christine peniaranda