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I became worried when I first saw Rags yesterday (Friday) morning, and even more concerned when he refused his small breakfast of horse chow. Rags and Hap got their spring shots on Thursday, and although Rags has had painful reactions in the past, he has been fine the past couple of years. However, I had never seen a horse this miserable from shots before. It was easy to tell where the shot went in: he had a huge lump on his butt.

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The Eternal Value of Privacy

Bruce Schneier: in Wired News: The Eternal Value of Privacy
Too many wrongly characterize the debate as “security versus privacy.” The real choice is liberty versus control. Tyranny, whether it arises under threat of foreign physical attack or under constant domestic authoritative scrutiny, is still tyranny. Liberty requires security without intrusion, security plus privacy. Widespread police surveillance is the very definition of a police state. And that’s why we should champion privacy even when we have nothing to hide.

Dapper Drake Ubuntu

Yesterday, I tried to update to Dapper Drake Ubuntu using apt-get dist-upgrade but encountered sufficent problems (couldn’t get xorg to run) that I fell back on doing a clean install from CD instead. Dapper Drake is still in testing, but seems solid enough now that I have it running.

Spooky

Hap and Rags refused to go into the barn this morning to eat their breakfast. This is almost as astonishing as if I had observed the sun to rise over the mountains. I finally haltered Rags and led him into his stall, but he bolted out when he heard the chain rattle as I closed the gate. Then, after a five minute slow motion chase, I was able to halter Hap and lead him into his stall. This time I was smart enough to hold onto the horse while I closed the gate. After Rags observed Hap chowing down, he finally consented to enter his stall, and I quietly closed the gate to shut him in. Hap stayed pretty focussed on his breakfast. Rags kept leaving his food to stare out of his stall, and galloped out as soon as I opened the stalls to let them out.

Hap losing his tiny little mind rarely surprises me, but Rags is downright sensible for a horse. They must have seen or smelled something very unusual to spook them so badly. And it happened relatively early in the night since there was lots of uneaten hay left in the stalls. Despite being less than a mile from Pike National Forest, we rarely get mountain lions or bears in this valley, but I bet it was one or the other that upset Hap and Rags.