I rallied the folks at 8am Christmas Day for snow pictures! Boomer is not to be trusted, the TB does come out in him every so often--so I pulled Scary from his stall for a little bare back frolic. On the way out my mother busted her butt on the ice in front of the barn (she was sprawled out like the little kid in "A Christmas Story" rolling around unable to get up! lol). When she fell Boomer went nuts spinning and squealing like a pig. Scary only pulled a boot'n'scoot so I was able to stay atop. Though he almost lost me later in the ride when he leaped over a slush puddle.
A snow covered Fortnight Ranch!
Scary preparing for a launch!
