With the covid-19 quarantine in full swing, we are spending a lot of time spring cleaning here at the lodge.
Yesterday, Juanita and I went down the mountain to visit our horses on their winter pasture to get out for a bit.
About halfway down to Lyons, one of the windows in the back seat rolled down. Reba the Lodge Dog was THRILLED. She looked surprised when it started down because we NEVER let her stick any body parts out the window of a moving car, but she took advantage of it and jammed her head out the window to feel the wind blowing in her face. We moved her off the button so the window would stop trying to roll down, and I disabled the back windows. That's a trick we don't want her learning...
When we got to the winter pasture, the 3 horses still on it were standing WELL apart. Like a hundred yards between them. Practicing "social distancing" horse style, I guess. Our two came up for treats and stood right next to us anyway. I mean, treats, don't you know.
Washoe had some fresh blood on the side of his face that had been dripping out of something at the base of his ear. We didn't have a halter with us, so Juanita couldn't get a good look at it. Burrs tangled in the hair? A ruptured sarcoid growth? It was just a little wet from fresh blood, so we will head back down to check it in another day or so. With a halter. And a water bottle to rinse it with. And of course, more treats.
Then we went on into Fort Collins to drop off some paperwork to our renters, and then visit our socially isolated grandson. We had to drop by after he posted on facebook Day whatever in quarantine... I've named the dust particles.. Steve's a real asshole
He cracks me up...
Then we hit the store for some necessary supplies. Bag of frozen corn, a tube of toothpaste, fifty pound burlap bag of rice. The usual. (Really. Fifty pounds.)
Then we went back up the mountain and back into isolation. All in all, a great day.
Think I'll have a bowl of rice for lunch.