You wanna beer?

Saturday afternoon I needed to clean stalls up at Rex's barn to fill in for one of her regular working students. I had this brilliant idea....

It's been so wet and muddy that I hadn't been able to ride the horses. The footing is too bad and it's just too slippery.

But the roads aren't so mucky...


And that cowboy trainer I took our gelding, Rosso, to told me I should ride him on the roads as much as possible....


Hmmmmm.


Rex's barn is 2 maybe 2 1/2 miles up the road....


I called and left a message up at Rex's that I'd be riding Rosso up and if I wasn't there by 2pm, would she please come looking for a grease spot on the road?


I saddled Rosso up (after not riding him for two weeks because of 'effing torrential RAIN every, single day), I lunged him for a minute to let him get his ya-ya's out. I hopped on, took a deep breath and down the road we went.

We crossed the paved road where the cars go flying past at 75mph, we made it past the llama farm.... and just around the corner from Rex's place there was a pasture with two white horses.

They came charging up to the fence and that caused Rosso to lose his cool. He danced sideways and backwards and when I did the "knock his ass end out from under him" per cowboy trainer, Rosso started going backwards... there is a barb wire fence behind us and I thought..."here it comes....better hold on..... cuz if he backs into that fence things are gonna get UG-LY!"

He didn't - he went forward at the last minute and we made to Rexanne's without further incident. Shew!

I cleaned stalls and headed back home.

When we made it to Cty Rd 15, the paved road where people drive 75mph? There was traffic. Rosso didn't want to chill out and wait. He was antsy... really antsy. I "knocked his ass end out" and he was still fizzy and hot. I walked in small circles... I couldn't go forward because there was traffic on 15 whizzing past at 75mph.

All of a sudden, this big, ol, black dually truck with two gen-u-ine cowboys inside turns off of 15, past me with the fizzy horse, and on up toward Rex's. It was Justin, Rex's smart ass, super good guy, older brother. He slows, rolls down his window and says... "You wanna beer?"

I managed a laugh and told him not right now I was busy taking my life into my hands but thanks....

He started to drive off.... saw I have having some trouble with Rosso and stopped... he watched and waited until I made it safely across Cty Rd 15 before going on his way.

Can I tell you how much I absolutely LOVE my neighborhood and my neighbors?! I love the fact we all sorta know each other and watch out for each other. Love it, love it, love it.

I called him later to tell him thanks for watching out for me and tell him he was a really good guy.... you could tell it embarrassed him... " aw shucks ma'am, t'weren't nuthin' ". I think I heard him blush over the phone...