Thanks for the clean clothes, Dad!
Shootim
We came down after church. The weather was getting nasty, so we figured on just bringing the horses their clean sheets. When I got there, I felt like getting busy, so I took out Shootim and lunged him. I was thinking about saddling him up for a ride, but the sleet on the arena roof made him a bit too spooky even after he seemed relaxed from lunging. It's too bad I didn't ride him yesterday, it would have been a good day for it. I was in a rather black mood all day, though; poor Kirsten had to put up with me.
We cleaned stalls, brushed horses and fed before heading home to hole up for the day.
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