I thought to celebrate the new year with you, I'd share about my time with My Boy yesterday.
Okay- so I did it! I made it to the ski resort to see my horse. Well, it's not really a ski resort! It just looks like a ski resort or a mountain pass with all of the snow plowed 3 feet high alongside the roads. Luckily, the roads were bare and dry so I didn't have to use the snowmobile option.
Heeeelllllooooo there, handsome Boy!
As I said, the roads were bare and dry. The yard, pastures, and fields were not. Walking around in several inches of wet slushy snow was not easy.
I brought My Boy out and watched him happily devour his bucket of goodies.
Then I took off his blanket. Fat and fuzzy as ever! Notice I had to take off my scarf and hang it on the fence? It was practically a heat wave!
It was a soggy mouthful, let me tell you.
My Boy was quite cheerful to be out of his field. Although sometimes I wonder about the emotionality of horses....I do believe he was happy to see me. Perhaps this is proof. I quite often got this picture. A velvety white snip coming right at the camera, like this:
I know, he probably just smelled the extra cookies in my pocket. It's okay. I can live with that.
Oh, did I tell you that My Boy has new fancy snow shoes? I got them on clearance, bad economy and all.