Wednesday evening, hubs got in from work at a decent time. I took advantage of it, quickly saddled Scooter, and took off for a 45 minute ride. The weather has been beautiful, not too hot and not too cold..perfect.
Scooter was as happy about getting out on the trail as I was. He was stepping out faster than his usual pace-which is normally pretty quick. I do not generally let him out in a full out gallop and give him his head but last night I did. We raced across a soft sandy stretch of a road (2-track) in one of the hay meadows close to our house. We had already walked down it so I was positive it was soft and nothing in the road.
Wow, nothing like it. Life at a full gallop. It’s better than any drug or drink I’ve ever tried. I am pretty sure Scooter was thinking the same thing…my little cowpony with the heart of a Kentucky fancy bred race horse.
Scooter was not sore today. I am so thankful. I worried about flaring up his arthritis but he seems good. The new farrier did a super job on his hooves-more about him later….
I never understood why people read in the bathroom….well, you know what I mean. Get yer business done and git out. That’s my motto. But I have Wee One running around unsupervised so no lingering in the restroom for me.
The audience never fails to show up when Im in the bathroom, especiallywhen Im in the shower. The audience being: Wee One, Marvin, and Kitty.
All three follow me into the bathroom and find a comfy spot where I can be watched at all times, regardless of what I am doing-from peeing to applying mascara. Except Wee One who is too busy putting on the 5 different deodorants on his ‘arm pits’ or making a huge, wet soapy mess in the extra sink all the while jabbering at me in our reflection in the mirrors.
So it was no surprise when I witnessed hubs trotting off to the bathroom with his new National Geographic or some such magazine under his arm, thinking he was going to do a little reading, wrong.
Hot on his heels were Wee One, Marvin, and Kitty following him into the bathroom. He was not in there long at all by his standards. Hubs tried shooing everyone out so he could lock the door but the audience is wise to that trick, they werent falling for it.
Of course hubs had the nerve to complain about the audience and the interuption of his ‘reading time’. He also requested I run interference for him the next time so he can lock the door.
I know I had the WTF? are you f*#king crazy look on my face.