Barry and I were going see "Sniper" today. I was getting ready - coming down the hall about to iron my purple shirt. I caught my left foot on the loose baseboard that runs down to the kitchen. OMG Down I went - I remember yelling as I hit the ground. Barry came running. I was mortified. I rarely cry - it gives me a dang headache so I hate crying - but there I was crying...not loud boo hoos but tears were flooding out of my eyes. Ugh...I hate being crippled - yep I said it. Cripple. I know it could be worse but my big fear is falling and hurting myself where I couldn't walk or ride again.
I didn't want to go to the movies after that. I told Barry I just wanted to go out to see my horses. They always make me feel better. It was lightly raining when we pulled in. I could see flashes of the little bulls moving close to the mares barn.
We came around the turn by the stallion barn and I could see the little bulls running and there stood Rogue at attention and all the other horses that were out up there were watching and I am sure thinking those were some funny looking horses! Rogue walked closer to his fence - ears erect - and looking like he'd seen a Martian.
My horses were in their shed - I am sure they have seen the little bulls by now but I know he would have been at attention too had he seen them.
I rolled my window down so I could see them better - they put a smile on my face even thought I didn't get out. I didn't want them out in the rain - better under their little shed.
I have to call and make an appointment for them to go to the vet this week. They are also having their hooves done Tuesday so a busy horse week this week. Hoping to soak their feet again Tuesday before Mike gets there.