It's Truly Amazing

Truly amazing how everything gets twisted and deformed in the sideshow world...

Including the truth...

Here it is, factual and verifiable...

Not pickled in a jar, stuffed or mummified...

Plain and unvarnished...

Swearonastackabiblestruth...

I was riding shotgun in a classic Pete after three hundred miles dragging an Eli factory mount to Allen Mofield's Gibtown shop for repairs...

Veteran Showman and longtime friend Bob Boling was at the wheel and in a hurry to make it back to Indiantown by closing to collect his stew and make draws for the crew...

I was in the right seat twisting one...

All of a sudden the bobtail Pete swerves and damnear rolls on the twolane...

I came within inches of total disaster...

It was only a miracle and quick reflexes that prevented me from spilling the rudy...

I couldn't believe what I saw in the road...

A perfectly formed dappled gray tiny horse so small it could almost stand in the palm of your hand...

Inches away from being flattened by the longnose Pete...

I had just minutes before been telling Bobby that our old friend Wayne had a house somewhere nearby...

I called Wayne on my cell and asked if he was home, did he have a gray miniature horse, did he know its whereabouts...

After some panicky middle of the night noises he was headed out on the highway to round up the escaped equine...

By this time Bobby and I were miles away...

We concluded that the little horse was simply tired of being in the barn and anxious to hit the road...