Can you believe it has now been a year... a YEAR... since I left with Mary of Mt. Christie Gypsy Horses to meet Marsha of Chinkapin Ranch half way and get my Brego boy???
It's hard to believe. In some ways it feels like he has just always been here and in others it seems like it was just yesterday that we were climbing into the cab of Mary's truck in the pitch dark of early morning to go get him.
Hey, who are you? Do you have goodies?
Where have you taken me? *confused*
Hm, maybe this place isn't so bad!
I AM THE KING OF THE WORLD! Or at least of this little part of it.
Spring fever! kick up your heels! or, you know, bury your face in grass and only run when someone forces you to... whatever.
Time flies when you are having fun.