We Live

Hi all. I've been a bit scarce this week. I have sooo much to talk about but can't go into too much via blog. Those of you who are book of face friends send me a pm for details. Loooooong story short Dickie and I escaped our boarding barn in the craziest exit ever. Luckily I had a friend willing to let us crash there and Dickie is in heaven. Earlier in the day before my unexpected barn exodus I found out I might need hip surgery. I ended the day at a local bar and the waiter dumped wine down the front of me. I just laughed because it made for a perfect ending to a crazy day. When my friend found a giant fly in her cocktail my laughter turned to maniacal crazy person laugh. What else can you do but laugh like a crazy person!?!? If you don't learn to laugh next thing you know you are a crazy person instead of just laughing like one. 

My point is..... If you notice Dickie has new digs and I didn't tell you why it's because I can't tell you why. Don't want to bring drama to blogger since it's open to the public. Dickie is quite pleased with the situation. He has acres of grass, a big stall w a covered run, sexy red mare to look at, a llama to herd, and a mini me mustang yearling who thinks he's the shit. Spotted guy heaven.