I’m sorry that I’ve been absent recently… it was this darn cold. It was a bad one. Not THE virus, but a virus and it tried to take me way down (no temp, no cough).
I took 6000mg of Vitamin C daily, plus quart after quart of warm, fresh lemon water. I don’t know if it helped, but my version of this cold was not as strong as Hubby’s version, so I did feel good about that part.
However, I had about as much energy as a sloth – if that.
Today was the first day that I felt like going outside. And, luckily for me, it has stopped raining – probably for the rest of the Spring and Summer, until November. Everything is very green. Spring is springing and there are bees and hummingbirds everywhere.
The eerie part is the lack of cars. No one is driving. It is like Christmas morning or how Easter Sunday and Thanksgiving used to be. Everyone is inside.
But, today was my time to go out, so I grabbed Dalton and did my best to groom him. I didn’t realize that I was out of mane/tail detangler… can’t run down to the store so… we made due.
HERE WE GO
Dalton felt more comfortable looking towards the house instead of towards the wide open spaces.
When he did turn around, he made sure to look left…
And look right… he saw a horse way far away up on a hill. He started to run towards her, but then realized there were fences… so he came back. (I really want to fence in the front field. Right now, the deer and rabbits use it, which is great, but they don’t eat all the grass down on the hill, which we need.) You can maybe understand the pitch of our hill when you see how Dalton is standing, as well as the distance and angle of our driveway next to the main road.
He did not like being left alone in front of the house, so I didn’t leave him alone.
He was much more comfortable behind the house, were all the paddocks are set up. Here he is, making his way over to talk to Finn and Wrigley. As you can see, he still has his winter coat, but I got a lot of it out today. Mo has been taking hunks out of Dalton. He has marks all over his sides. This makes sense because they spar all the time. I think Mo is jealous of Dalton being in with him and Missy Miss.
Yup, here he is, right in front of Finn and Wrigley – showing off. I started to get tired, so I put him away and went in. All in all, Dalton had two hours of grass and love.
