The Language of Home
First, let me clear up my main post title. Some time yesterday, Sarah Palin posted a Twitter message using the word: "refudiate." Of course, that word does not exist. Now, Ms. Palin is pretty controversial already--she ran for Vice-President of the US in the last election and has been on the national stage since--and has often been questioned on both her knowledge and literacy. So, critics pounced on this error immediately. Unfortunately, like Pat Parelli, instead of easing off the issue and dropping her ego enough to admit to a mistake, she reposted using the word, "refute" which didn't work in the meaning either, and finally claimed that since English was a "living" language, it would survive a coined word now and then--after all Shakespeare invented words all the time.
Sorry, Ms. Palin, as clever as you may be, "You are no William Shakespeare."
Nor are most of us, but that certainly doesn't stop us from inventing words. I often think of Shakespeare's Hamlet when I call one of my horses a pet name-- "you jibe, you amble, and you lisp, and nick-name God's creatures" (Act III, scene 1). This is where Hamlet mocks Ophelia and women in general for being insincere and makes fun of such "womanly behavior as cuddling kittens and such.
All right, all right, this may be something only an English teacher would think of, but Toby's show name "To Be Or Not To Be" was not chosen at random here. *G* At any rate, Ms. Palin's "misspeak or misstweet" as the case may be, reminded me of all the silly things I do say when I'm with my four legged friends.
There are, of course, the nicknames. Chanceypants, the Pantsman, Pantaloons, Tuckerruker, Tuckster, Ruckster, Tobywobe, Wobey, Wobester, and My Pumpkins. When I call them in from the pasture? Tobyruckerchance! Tuckawoberpants! Wobichanceruck! Works for me. I will not mention the nicknames when someone steps on my toe, however. After all my blog is "G" rated. *lol*
Then, we have such things as "horse snarf." I'm sure you've all had some of that slobbered or sneezed onto your white show shirt. And do your horses occasionally come "galumphing" over the hill? I borrowed that one from Lewis Carroll's "Jabberwocky," but somehow it suits when they Boys are not exactly being graceful.
There is, of course, the famous gait known as the "tranter" which wiser horsemen call a four-beat canter, but is much easier to say.
But I do have two favorites.
The first is "boofy." This describes horse behavior on those days when everything is spooky and my horse is just silly. It combines "goofy" with "boo" the sound a ghost makes to scare you. Since I'm never quite convinced said horse is really scared of everything, he is being a "boofus," and is "boofy."
But my all time favorite is "snoopervision." This word was coined with Russell R. who was always around to "help" in any of the barn chores/repairs anyone was doing. He would assist by carting off tools and generally sticking his nose into every activity. My current little herd, especially Chance, tends to be as interested. The nice thing about this word is that it is adaptable. My horse can be a "snoopervisor" by "snoopervising" any activity.
How about you? Do your horses/cats/dogs or other four footed "associates" bring out the Shakespeare in you?