Because life with horses is never orderly.

Riding when it’s 15 Degrees…

A fresh Hell indeed.
Also synonymous with “death wish.” Seriously (my youngster is actively trying to kill me each ride* I’m silly enough to try). Just as seriously, I am entirely DONE with winter. Over it. The next person to tell me how beautiful the snow is is getting a shirt full of it.

2016 Comic Archive
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