And were Sadie and Bernice ever happy! I know they thought I was dead, and had resigned themselves to being Jenni and Mary Ann’s dogs. Jitty-kitty is happy, too–Cha Cha is still annoyed by my audacity for leaving in the first place. She’ll eventually forgive me.
Around this place, you’ve got to hit the ground runnin’! The Canadian Wrangler is a little under the weather, so guess who’s feeding the horses? I’ll just put on my Wranglers and my barn boots and get it done.
Coming home always means a long to-do list, but it’s still too early to get started on most of it. The horses will appreciate being at the top, right up there with this blog.
For somebody who was on the road for two weeks, I’m feeling remarkably chipper. Plan to do some revisions on Gideon’s book, “The Bridegroom”, today, among other things. (MANY other things.)
I had such a lovely time meeting all of you. Thanks for showing up. One woman drove 55 miles in a rain-storm–gotta feel good about that.
And now I’d better get into those Wranglers and get this ranch rollin’.
