It was after
hours when I pulled into the driveway of West Point's Veterinary Treatment Facility
which is home to the US Army Mascot Mules.
Vet Building and Mule Stables are one in the same -- with a paddock extending off the building for turnout.
Normally, I don't mind bee-bopping around a military stables without
in this case -- there was no
way I was going to cross the line on my own.
have way too much explaining to do and my husband would be less than pleased
if I called him from the brig at West Point!
Besides, the barn door was locked. :)
I held my camera up to the closed window and clicked.
The above photo (shot thru the glass) was the
It's enough for us Horse Lovers to see that
the Mules have a nice orderly and clean barn!!
Around the bend, I found the mules.
At the time, I didn't know their names.
I have since learned that the smaller mule (to the left) is Ranger II (aka George),
the sorrel with the star behind him is Raider,
and the large mule to the right is Scotty.
They were munching
happily on their evening hay when I appeared.
get-go, the largest mule (Scotty, above right) was very interested in me.
In fact, he interrupted his dinner to come over to the rail and give me a sniff check.
I'm betting the Army mule has been a little brainwashed about Navy and Air Force,
and I think he just wanted
to check out my 'stink' for himself!
Remember, I have a Navy
dad and an Air Force husband.
He was very
patient with me and posed for a bunch of photos.
goal was to get the perfect picture of him with the Army trailer
in the background.
He kept his ears up and a bright
eye -- I was "a friendly" -- Navy and Air Force 'stink' or not.
I was contorted as I was taking the pictures -- which may have increased his interest in me.
All the shots were taken through the rails of the fence line.
It wasn't easy, but he was cooperative -- he was taking
one for the team
-- doing his best for the sake
of the Joint Forces.
As I snapped,
what would turn out to be my final photo,
I took a misstep,
tripped, landed on my butt,
and may or
may not have said a cuss word.
The mule was having
no more of this.
Maybe I was "a Bogey" afterall.
He gave a small snort, did a little spin, and jogged back
to his friends.
I'm sure he heard "I
told you so!" from Ranger and Raider as he rejoined them.