Mmmmmmmm. Life is good.
This is Mico. Mico means Monkey in Spanish. One month after we found(well, he found us actually) him and gave him the name we found him up in a tree. 7 feet up in the tree.He seemed very happy up there.
Last night he was sleeping happily in the chair and Juan came up to watch a little TV. He shifted Mico over so he could sit in the chair and Mico was happy with that too.
He does look happy doesn't he?
What a goofus.
ETA: I almost forgot.
Bree had a beautification day yesterday. She got all plaited up and rubbed to as high of a shine a greying out little bay can get.
All brushed out and ready for braiding.
Mane is done.
Now the tail.
Bree has been blessed with a mane and tail to envy. I don't do any of the things that most horse owners do and yet it still touches the ground.
While I was doing the tail Bree was doing this.
Once it was done I also did Fred and Mandy.
(it's really just to keep the mud from balling up in their manes)
Bree's finished tail.
She's going to be THREE years old soon!