Amigo is ready to go back to work, which means I can finally ride again tomorrow. I was at the barn today and polished my tack in preparation. This probably marks the only time I have willingly polished my tack...
Amy and I played about a hundred games of gin. She beat me almost every time. Badly.
We decided that if the cats dressed up for Halloween, this is what they would be:
Murray, my beloved fat cat: a go-go dancer.
Linus, who will hilariously roll and take off running at completely random times: a ninja (haha...this thought had me rolling in laughter)
Cosmo (I don't know how to describe Cosmo. I guess the picture below can say more than I can. I walked into this closet about eight times before seeing him there): a ghost.
Now I am watching Evita and bored out of my mind. She was interesting when we read about her in my English class, but now I'm a little bummed that I moved this ahead of Cool Runnings on Netflix qeue.
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