Today I finally made myself tackle one of my least favorite jobs; collecting all of the dirty horse blankets and getting them ready to be sent out for cleaning and repairs. I would rather clean the cow trough than deal with these gross blankets. I accumulated so much dirt throughout the day I actually changed my clothes twice. Given that I am used to being dirty that is really saying something!
As part of this task I re-label all of the blankets with the appropriate names. I was pulling piles of blankets out of the back of the truck, using my black and silver sharpies to write names on all of them, then folding and bundling the blankets into piles. Mina and Jo, World's Cutest Fainting Goats, were interested in what I was doing and were hanging around watching me.
I had pulled another pile of blankets off the truck and had my arms full as I was walking into the barn. All of a sudden I realized there was an extra pair of eyes on me. A salamander/lizard/gecko looking thing was on top of the blanket pile I had in my arms and we found ourselves literally eye to eye with each other.
I dropped my pile of blankets and screamed at the top of my lungs. In response to my out of the blue screaming Jo fainted and Mina went stiff. I started running in circles (still screaming like the girl I am) brushing myself all over, convinced I was covered in creepy crawly lizard like things. When I was finally satisfied that there was nothing on me I began kicking the pile of blankets, and then progressed on to using a broom to fling them around. I never saw my little helper again, probably because he had the good sense to cut and run as soon as I dropped the blankets.
As I sit here at my computer several hours later I am still constantly brushing myself off. Every time my hair brushes against my neck or I feel my clothes move or anything else I start freaking out and brushing myself off. It is going to be days before I am able to get fully past this incident.
Gus and Romeo