Earlier this month, Olive and I celebrated our eight month Oliversary.
Unlike all our previous Oliversaries, we did not celebrate this one together. I was playing with tiny horses in Kentucky.Not going to lie: It was kind of painful.
Fortunately, I have a really good support system. Susan and Lee gave Olive gave her her daily supplements and turned her out every other day. Teresa groomed her and rode her.
Seth leveled and bedded her stall.
He also taught her to eat Circus Peanuts.
Honestly, she probably didn't miss me much at all.
That's okay. I missed her enough for the two of us.I could not wait to come home and ride her again.
But the joke was on me because then BreyerFest turned into PlagueFest. I came home without Covid, but with a pretty substantial case of Con Crud. That morphed into an ear infection, from which I still have not completely recovered. There have been a few rides...
but mostly, it's been a lot of this...I love her so much.
Happy belated, Oliversary, best girl. We'll make sure the next one is extra special.


















































