In the vein of "what sounds fun today", I spent a lot of time this summer in a distinctly old west style locale.
|Is that a buffalo walking down the street?|
Yes that's a buffalo walking down the street.
His name is Jackson.
And I thought.
Ms ZB is literally a purpose-bred ranch horse.
|Oh and she's looking completely fabulous|
|Did I mention she's looking fantastic? She totally is.|
I mean, I don't have a western saddle that's moose shaped and given my status as a tack snob, I can't make do with the cheapest thing on ebay.
|gonna be cowboys|