While our neighbors were out of town, we kept an eye on their five horses.
It was a pleasant walk down the road to visit, so we thought we’d take the doodles. And yes, the dogs LOVED going there.
Too much so.
Molly will not be invited to go back with us, after coming home green and smelly. I didn’t care for having her on a leash to get home.
Along the way, we found this little guy in the highway. Now he has been placed safely up by the pond.
We have come across turtles in the road a lot, but never a tiny baby before. I guess they are just so little they are easy to miss.
This memorial for Dusty was in the flowerbed of our friend’s home. He was such a sweet horse. And his mama had lived with us for years in our old barn, so I kinda felt like I was his god mother, or an auntie of some kind. He was such a mild mannered, good guy, that he was always a star in all of the local parades and Santa rode him for the holiday parade.
Dusty will be missed.