"Hi, Mom. Happy Birthday. Are we still getting together tonight?"
"Uuuuhhhh.... I'm... siiiiiiiick...."
"You're sick...? Did you catch the flu?"
"I've got to go, Honey.... (Burp)... Bathroom..." *click*
So much for our plans.
"I have a lot to do at work. I can't catch swine flu..."
What's a daughter to do? Same thing I do any time life presents a quandary...
I went to the barn. I pulled Huey out and rode. Then after I got him untacked, Huey put on his "treat face".
"Wait here, Huey. I have an idea." I got his treat. And my phone.
"Huey got the phone. He said he had to call you to say, Happy Birthday. Here he is." I held it up to Huey's ear and gave him his treat.
"Mom, don't make him deaf."
Huey looked puzzled. He turned his head sideways. He nickered quietly in his throat as he inhaled his treats. I suppose that is horse for "Happy Birthday."