Year ’round, like clockwork, our farrier, Bruce, comes to trim the three horses.
It’s a set date.
Every six weeks.
Carved in stone.
And Nauish (pronounced Now-eesh) knows it.
And Bruce knows it.
And Rustic Russ knows it.
Nauish and I have the same mind set when it comes to pedicures.
No way, no how, nothin’ doin’.
Bruce has some convincing to do.
Sweet talk helps.
Then again, prayer works wonders.
Amazing. My sweet boy succumbs every time.
Until tomorrow ~ lovin’ my BLM Baby ~ God willing,
Woodswoman
