Today we sent the two brown ponies on their way together. They’ve been special friends nearly half their lives and deserved as much.
For those of you who kindly inquired about my ailing ponies; so far all is well. Vet spent 3 hours here on Tuesday tending to a number of issues and all that remains now is result of blood test for Cushing’s, and, if everything else heals well, Big Brown Pony ought to spend a day at the clinic having a cracked molar removed. I swear they are like an old married couple mirroring each other, sore footsies, sore teeth, a little local infection the details of which I won’t disgust you with.
I’m still feeling uncomfortable with the fact that they will one day have to leave, despite all rational arguments that keeping farm animals is too much work for my level of physical ability. But for now we muddle on.
Today marks the official boundary between summer and autumn, but I was abruptly reminded a few days ago when Leo, as has been his habit of late, woke me up in the middle of the night.
Best. Photobomb. Ever.
I found it a week ago and still giggle every time I see it. (click image to enlarge)
Have a fabulous weekend everybody, with a ton of laughs.
…working with horses. (My geriatric ponies just want the cookies, tricks are boring.)
Thanks to Katy for this link! To all of us who don’t ride as much as we “should”