A cat and König boots someone rejected because they didn’t fit her, but they fit me perfectly. I think I used up all my luck in one afternoon.
Remember when I had a horse to ride? The last time I rode him was in April. Tomorrow I am supposed to try him out to see if he will stay sound and I am so excited and so scared he will come up lame again and he’s getting sick of his holiday and I miss him so much. The only things I’ve gotten out of this are a giant bruise from where he tried to groom me while I was scratching his withers, the ability to cut cotton and paper in the perfect shape of his hoof without even thinking about it, and lightning quick, aesthetically pleasing wrapping skills.