The Horse Affair

“Oh! That hurt!” I tried to duck as a vase smashed on my head, “You rat!” my wife screamed out at me, her face was very red, “How could you be unfaithful?” she raged at me again, “I’ve found this piece of paper; so Sally is her name?” “Now darling hear me out,” I said, “you’ve reached the wrong conclusion! I can set your mind at rest; there is no real confusion, Sally is a horse I backed; she was highly recommended, A filly of the highest breed she’s really rather splendid.” “Oh what relief” said wife to me “I’m sorry how I acted, I doubted you, I’m so ashamed, I rather over reacted,” “No worries” I said with a saintly smile “the incident’s forgotten” (Even though my head did ache and I felt dazed and rotten), So I sat down and rested and soon fell fast asleep, Until that is another blow stirred my slumber deep, “Ouch!” screamed I, my head recoiled from a frying pan I think, My wife was like a demon, was she the worse for drink? “What have I done, why hit me again?” I shouted with a groan, “Because you need to wake up - your horse is on the phone!”