Back to…normal. Dare I say it. So we will go with normalish. Back to normalish.
Yesterday I went out to the farm after work to fit a ride in. We also had the vet come out this morning to float their teeth, so I left them penned up for him.
It was the perfect mid week. My Lito man is ‘back’ to being his cuddly, ‘normalish’ self and my Cheetah girl was just as amazing as ever. I rode her around bareback in a halter. Well, because, why not. I also didn’t feel like dealing with her being her spunky, not wanting to walk self. So we dinked around the arena and just had fun. And boy was it. I love having a thought and her knowing it. Nothing else like it in the world. It is not always like that because, hey we all have our days, but when it is…wow.
From the look of the below pic, they thought I was cooking up a scheme of a trap. And well, I guess I was, but I made it worth their while.
It was also supposed to be sunny. Oh well, they are calling for rain on Saturday, so I will take it.
Trojan horse with his mohawk.
He looks a little different from the view atop Cheetah’s broad back.
The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, as they say. Not matter what species. I used to roach Cheetah’s mane all the time because she would rub it out searching for greener grass on the other side of the fence. Hopefully he grows out of it too like Cheetah mostly has.
I had a lovey dinner with my Aunt M.
That is about all I have for this Thursday. I have had quite a good productive week. Can’t complain over here.
I bet you can’t either, can you?
If you can, take a look at that dun face and smile. Then take a ride with me on my fun, dun mare. Changes things doesn’t it?
Walk in love, dear readers! Tomorrow is Friday!