AUG 27, 2006"BOBBY" BARBARO's SPECIAL FARE CORNER
Doug Kapustin captures Barbaro nuzzling Messaging (his stable pony) May 19, 2006(Balimore Sun)
Doug Kapustin eyes Champion Barbaro in a Quiet Moment
Lloyd Fox shows Barbaro getting his bath www.BaltimoreSun.com
Barbaro Enjoying the Great Outdoors THEN I LOGGED ON TO THE TIM WOOLLEY SITE AND TYPED IN MY GOOD MORNING TO BARBARO. WITH THAT SAID, AS I GOT TO THE PART WHERE I WAS GOING TO TYPE IN "LITF'S" NAME, I TYPED IN,
"BARBARO, COULD YOU PLEASE SAY A PRAYER FOR LOTS IN THE FOG TOO?" I ALMOST SENT IT AND THANK GOD - I CAUGHT IT. POOR THING LITF. IT'S CONTAGIOUS! WELL, THE WAY I LOOK AT IT IS, WE'RE THINKING ABOUT LITF MUCH MORE.
Still Lost In The Fog made his Belmont win,
The Belmont stakes came in 2005 and went,
Barbaro nays, " That was time very well spent."
Looked at Tim Woolley's site for today's bit of news,
Saw my tribute to Lost In The Fog had some views.
"Yikes," snorts Barbaro. "They'll sure be in for a big surprise."
Lost In The Fog's became Lost In The Wood's before our eyes.
Then Lost In The Fog gave Barbaro a call.
"Hey, what's with me Lost In The Wood's," from his stall.
BJ retorts, "Lightning struck "Crafty Shaw's" DSL,
Wireless Router, Internet Explorer wipeout as well."
"Some say I got high on too many peppermints and grass,
Must be "Mischievous Bobby" making another pass.
Who knew it was really Windows XP's "Buggy Colt."
Along with "Stormy's" mischievous lightning bolt."
Off to our best neighbor's house trotted Crafty and me,
Yes, Lost In the Wood's is back to Fog's original remedy.
A local business was looking for office help. They put a sign in the window saying:HELP WANTEDMust be a good typist and be good with a computer. Successful applicant must be bilingual. We are an Equal Opportunity Employer.A short time later a lovely bay horse trotted up to the window, saw the sign and wentinside. He looked at the receptionist and nodded his head, then walked over to the sign, looked at it, whinnied and pawed the air.The receptionist called the office manager. He was surprised, to say the least, to see a horse applicant. However, the horse looked determined, so he led him into the office. Inside, the horse laid down and stared at the manager expectantly.The manager said, "I can't hire you. The sign says you must be able to type."The horse jumped up, went to the word processorr and proceeded to quickly type a perfect business letter. He took out the page and trotted over to the manager, gave it to him, then laid back down. The manager was stunned, but told the horse, "That was fantastic, but I'm sorry. The sign clearly says that whoever I hire has to be good with a computer."The horse jumped up again, went to the computer and proceeded to demonstrate his expertise with various programs, internet marketing, and produced a sample spreadsheet and database; then presented them to the manager.The manager was dumbfounded! He said to the horse, "Hey, I realize that you are a very intelligent applicant and have fantastic talent, but you're a horse -- no way could I hire you."The horse trotted over to the sign in the window and pointed his hoof at the words, "Equal Opportunity Employer."The exasperated manager said, "Yes, I know what the damned sign says. But the sign also says you have to be bilingual."The horse looked him straight in the eye and said, "Meow."
Posted by: WM at August 5, 2006 09:58 PM
Barbaro’s Goodnight Whisperer
You knew at once NBC was your new place.
Handling all kinds of setbacks you willed your way through,
Winning America’s hearts and your Dr. Dean’s too.
Became the motto - as much as - Go Bobby Go.
Never once were you willing to give it all up,
For deep inside you knew there is a Victor’s cup.
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Arabian bloodlines - our American Champion,
Goodnight whisperer prays again -“Heal our blessed one.”
Prayer vigils at seven pm with lots to do,
Before moonlit evenings - graciously comfort you.
There’s no denying that Miracles beyond faith occur,
Baffles scientific genius you’re improving as it were,
When millions gather around you to send their prayers to God,
All things are possible with Faith, yet why is that so odd?
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Gretchen and Roy, Michael and Peter, along with Dr. Dean,
Find there’s more “Greatness” in your heart than ever before seen.
Emotions run high for you get under everyone’s skin,
Your Charisma and Passion will not die but would rather win.
That Love beats the odds for horses we simply do not own.
Not until your presence graces - his do we understand why,
Resting your weary head on Edgar’s shoulder and you comply.
Sympathy cares flowing as Niagra Falls were selfless truths
Boggles the mind thinking about generosity’s human flow,
Rises far above comprehension our love for Barbaro.
In us as we strive living for human and horse dignity.
When immeasurable hours of doctoring and nursing care are done,
There is still much healing for Barbaro in his special race to run.
Reflecting the most brilliant star lighting evening’s deep blue.
It’s love light guides the goodnight whisperer to ease away the pain.
With burning hopes that will not die as new horizons awaken again.
On the goodnight whisperer’s voice hear a song that will never end.
You’re the brightest spirit in our thoughts and prayers night and day.
Your burning desire inspires us to fight the same way.
To Preakness and Haskell Winners - sporting their lucky horseshoes,
“Yahoo Jim Dandy King - dominating one the toughest races,
“May Luck ride with you Bluegrass Cat at Travers, next of this week’s races.”
Bernadini tosses a look his way saying, “rather had you by my side.”
“Competitive sports with friendly banter, that’s what I love to see,”
snorts Blue Grass Cat through video cam jamming just like Bernadini.
Knickers Barbaro, “But you two better play nice at Travers - running about.
No clipping, or tripping like Afleet Alex and definitely no slipping on turns.
Last thing anyone wants to see are needless falls, heatstrokes, and burns.”
“Did you know you’re now more famous than Ginger Rogers and Fred Estaire?
Somewhere we heard by spread of the word that your heroism is no fable.
Seabiscuit’s pride lives just inside making you better than even Clark Gable.”
For humoring Barbaro’s lighter fare that makes us all laugh with him.
Swift-fleeted feet were always there accompanied by sharp witty mind.
Qualities so rare as a Pink Panther Gem in the horse racing world to find.
The brightest evening star is never far from where Barbaro might stir.
Dreaming once again of that Kentucky Derby race seven lengths ahead,
Will be our hero’s healing grace night and day - rising and going to bed!
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