This week is going to be great!
Tomorrow, FarmWife and I get to go riding. (WooHoo!)
Thursday, FarmWife and I get to go riding. (WooHoo again!)
Also Thursday, FarmWife takes the goats to the vet. I get to be the one who stays home. (Double WooHoo!)
Friday . . . well, nothing spectacular is happening on Friday. Maybe a hoof trim.
Saturday, FarmWife and I get to go riding. (Woo . . . oh, you get the picture.)
Here's the thing about me—I like the trail. On the trail, we see scenic vistas, we surmount precipitous slopes, and we smell the fresh mountainside breezes. Sure, we run across the occasional satanic chicken or hellgoat, but it's worth it. If nothing else, it's worth it for the happiness I see in FarmWife's eyes when we're home again.
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Sounds like a good time for all... well, maybe except the goats.
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