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Well that's a tongue twister!

:x love it!

I love it. A great read to end my awesome day. Thanks Flying.

I thought that would be a fun little read for some. The name just kind of came to me from my Navy days; when the higher ups (Chiefs and or Officers) have private meeting, it was called Secret Squirrel Meetings. It definitely is a tongue twister if you try to say it fast or multiple times.

..... And so far no one has notice any changes that I did to their horses (genetically, going on about a week). :))

What she said. Even though I absolutely love the idea, I think most of is have way to many horses to find a random one accidentally :P I thought you had PMed the lucky ones :)

Maribo, I may simply post a few of the lucky one's horses here.

Just to point out a few ...... modifications. :D

@Cheers 3790 Onyx on Sour Cream
https://hj2.huntandjump.com/horse.php?horseid=4554112


@Dinascar 17081 Onyx on 4403344
https://hj2.huntandjump.com/horse.php?horseid=4403344


@Tipsy03 11406 TE1-2 on SmellofRoses
https://hj2.huntandjump.com/horse.php?horseid=4101984


@JustaSaddleTramp 44843 TE1 on KeepinitCountry
https://hj2.huntandjump.com/horse.php?horseid=4419330


@SmokinBlack 44154 Mushroom on NutMegan Yule
https://hj2.huntandjump.com/horse.php?horseid=4019156

Wow, they are gorgeous :x

How amazing! That is a wonderful thing to do!

What beautiful modifications! Such a fun way to surprise people haha! :D

the amazing flying stunner strikes again! you are too nice for your own good. (plus- that poem was awesome!) :x

This is such a sweet thing to do, I really love this community :)

Oh wow! That was amazing and what a generous thing to do! That poem is awesome!

I regret to announce that your beloved Super Speedy Sneaky Secret Santa Squirrel, and her missions are postponed for a while. I will explain why; first, she needs a glass of water, and you all ought to grab a seat. Some may want a blanket, a teddy bear, or even tissues; Squirrel's real life tale is filled with stress and emotions (so far this year).

For RoseFlute in the Squirrel’s stead:


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For Flying Stunner to cheer her up:

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Alright kiddies, after a delay for food shopping, stopping at the in-laws, and a few other things, it is finally story time.

We need to rewind the clock to January to start this whole tale.
About a week after Squirrel's 32nd birthday, her remaining grandparent (female) was admitted to the Hospital due to shortness of breath. She was released after a week or so. The following month saw her return to the hospital again, where she stayed for a week, under going some tests. The Doctors would not allow her to return to her home. Squirrel's family was concerned for the Immortal Matriarch. She was sent to assisted living for a month. Squirrel's family got Hospice approved, and the Matriarch went to live with her 2nd son. He kept the family informed of her health, and Doctor appointments. Doctors said the tests showed Stage 4 Cancer. The matriarch's health and body were not capable of fighting the cancer, or handling any treatment. The news was very grim when the Doctor said "She has less than 6 months." Squirrel's Uncle continued to keep the family updated.

Squirrel's loving husband urged her to go home. At the end of May, Squirrel rented a car to make the 17 hour drive alone from New York to Missouri to see the Immortal Matriarch. She didn't want to go because she knew the Elderly wise woman would not be as Squirrel had known her. Squirrel felt obligated though to see her one more time before the chance was gone forever. Squirrel made the long drive home, and stopped at the Matriarch's house on the way to her mom's. Reality came crashing hard on Squirrel's shoulders; the Immortal Matriarch has become Mortal. The next day, she went to see the Matriarch, and fought hard to keep herself in control of her emotions. She wanted so much to scream and cry, but she refused.

The wisend Matriarch looked upon Squirrel, and gave a wary smile. Squirrel returned a hearty smile. Matriarch and Squirrel talked, but Matriarch kept addressing Squirrel as though she were her 17 year old sister even after a few correction attempts. Squirrel spent every day of the week at home visiting the Matriarch, and each day, her emotional and mental stress grew at seeing such a strong, spirited, worldly, dedicated woman reduced to short breaths, a weak frame, and a constant state of pain. The day before Squirrel drove home, she could not bring herself to wake the Matriarch to say good bye; she simply placed a long, soft kiss to her fore head instead as a tear rolled down her cheek.

After Squirrel returned home, she took her loving husband to the Doctor's office for a surgery. The Doctor took a large chunk out of Mr. Squirrel's backside, and informed Squirrel that she is to change the dressing and gauze every day until healed. A week after Mr. Squirrel's surgery, he trips and hurts his shoulder badly. After a long day at work, Squirrel takes him to the emergency room. X-rays show nothing, but they are told to follow up with the Family Doctor. All of June fills with worse and worse reports of the Matriarch's health decline, change of pain pills to morphine, and other things. All of June passes with Squirrel going to work, tending to her husband's surgery tract, and trying to keep her head up. June ends with a terrible note. June 29th the Matriarch passes away in her sleep. Squirrel gets a text from her brother at 2:59 am on June 30th informing her of the loss.

Mr. Squirrel and Squirrel rent a car to make the long drive to Missouri for a somber holiday followed by a funeral. Squirrel helps the family go through the Matriarch's house and belongings while tending to her crippled husband. On the return trip home, they have an accident in the rental car around St. Louis (dang roadwork). The day after they get home, Mr. Squirrel goes in for his shoulder MRI. A few days later, the MRI results are in, and it is very, very bad. Mr. Squirrel has 3 completely torn ligaments/tendons! The Doctors do not want to do surgery on his shoulder until he is healed from the first surgery; estimated heal time was placed in September. So now Mr. Squirrel will be out of work for the rest of the year! They have the deductables to pay for the surgeries, house rent, other bills, and normal things to live. The 2 car rentals have already put a strain on Squirrel's funds, and she is going to have to tighten down on all spending that is not priority or necessary.

Squirrel had thought to bring a smile to fellow beings with gifts and surprises in her time of fear and shadow. She wanted to do these things to help brighten her days that seemed to grow as dark as the coming night. Little did she know that the full darkness would come all too soon. Squirrel needs to postpone her gey little missions until life calms down a bit, and funds are in a more agreeable state. Do not fear, Squirrel will not disappear; she is just taking care of real life things, and will be on here like normal.

Now, it is time for Squirrel to blow her nose, and dry her very wet eyes.

P.S. @StrawberryMojito, you are very kind to put Watercolor on my mare, thank you! :x

You poor love - that is a lot to deal with. So sorry things are not so good at the moment for our little squirrel. Big hugs.

Oh Squirrel, I had a month like that a couple years ago when my mother (my family's immortal matriarch) passed. So much sympathy for you and yours! Sending you my prayers and a hug that may be virtual but is no less sincere than the real thing would be. Take care of you and Mr. Squirrel, and suggest a spray called Stopain to him for the shoulder. It does wonders for the pain in my shoulder that has messed up tendons because I've dislocated it several times.

I'm so sorry for your loss and your rough year. They say bad things come in 3s though, so here's hoping that you're in the clear for a good long time after this. Hoping that everything goes well and your hubby gets back on his feet soon!

Love you Squirrel! The darkness will lift. Big hugs!

So sorry to hear what Squirrel has been going through. My family had to watch my grandpa spend 10 weeks in a hospital after being hit by a car (and the person drove off and left him in the road) so i can understand your pain there. It's not easy seeing how much they can change. Grandpa passed away after his 10 week battle after he contracted pneumonia twice when they tried moving him to a care facility. Sending Squirrel my biggest hugs as i wipe away the tears from reading this. Squirrel, Mr. Squirrel, and the rest of the family in my prayers. I know it doesn't seem like it now, but it will feel better. It won't always hurt. It takes time, but the darkness will clear so keep your head up :x

Im sorry to hear about what you have been going through, I hope it gets better

I'm so sorry... No one should have to go through that.

My grandfather was in a major fire about 12 years ago. He was burnt completely from the waist down, and became wheelchair bound because of it (He also had third degree burns all over his body, but they weren't as bad as his legs). For 8-10 years he was in and out of the hospital/nursing homes/his own house. If you ever need someone to talk with, my inbox is open. No matter what time of day it is.

And the bad luck just continues for Squirrel.

She had an accident on the way to work when some one pulled out in front of her. She applied her brakes, steered to avoid hitting the other vehicle, but still hit them. Now her truck needs some big repairs. Now there is only 1 vehicle between her, and her husband until repairs are made, a rental is aquired, or Insurance company totals the truck. Of all the things in the world, why, why does the bad luck have to swallow her up this year?! :(( :-SS :-t