How many horses do you know that like to play Fetch? I know of one...guess who? Believe it or not, Ranger originally rounded up the stick and taunted Nugget into a game of tug-of-war. Nugget lost interest pretty quickly, and ambled off to find some hay, so Ranger stood over his stick looking at me. Pathetic, isn't he? Yes, Mommy is a sucker....
So, I tossed it for him. Yes, he brought it back. Yes, he almost always does. Every time. Yes, I threw it again. And again. And again....
As you can tell from the gnaw marks, this is Ranger's favourite stick.
This is the view from Beau. It was snowing when we rode--but I was toasty warm in my new Mountain Horse coat! Beau was toasty warm in his Ewok coat!
It was pretty muddy a few weeks ago. My car got stuck. My car has front-wheel-drive, and spun up a LOT of mud while I was trying to get out--doesn't this look like someone's fingers crawling on my mirror? Remember that ghost story that you told around the campfire about the hand that tried to kill the young lovers in the car???? Ewwwww....
Muddy or not, get out and play a little today, OK?
3 comments:
That mud! What a trip! That story came to mind even before I read what you wrote. F R E A K Y !
Kim
I love your blogs! You MUST put a link on your page, when you get one, on 4 houses. (Official name - 4 houses on the right...it's about life.) :-)
hahahaha. Forgot to sign my name. So I'm anonymous (and Diann too).
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