Laugh of the day:
Apparently I'm very paranoid about the horses and can't count. Hadn't seen them all day so stepped outside and whistled as they know a certain whistle that I do means come up. So here came a stampede of horses so I count as they come in. I counted twice and came up one short, or so I thought. I gave a quick look and couldn't find Belle so on with the mud boots and out to walk the pasture. Didn't go in by the barn and count just lit out to find her. She's in her 20's so of course I thought the worst. Twisted knee and all, walked the whole place, no Belle so then walked back to the barn, there was Belle looking at me like why you out there hollering my name? I right here mom. Yeah ok so I can't count. Everyone accounted for. Next time I'll just go over to the barn and recount instead of walking entire place hollering like an idiot!
Post script: Pistol and Belle look just alike except for boy parts. Both bay, face markings just alike.
I do love to see them all run up when they hear their special whistle.
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