Yesterday at about 3 am I felt something come in and sit on my chest. It laughed maniacally and then set about establishing a base camp in my throat and punched me in the ribs. I did okay most of the day, but last night was miserable. And now I can't talk above a whisper.
Today I'm just lieing here with Roxie by my side. She's on the look out for further invaders. (a little late, frankly, but petting a puppy is therapeutic)
It's nice having a little dog you can have on a bed. And still have leg room.
I'm even MORE excited about the clinic after reading all the comments yesterday. Of course I haven't seen my horse for days. But hopefully I got the 24 hour version of this and not the 7 day version.
I have great timing though. It's 18 degrees outside. 18!!!!
We do not do 18. Curse you Arctic Blast!
So I'm counting on you people to post today. I am living vicariously through you! Especially after I spent time at Sarah Andrew equine photography site! Check out her lovely photos for 2009 right here.
See you soon...