Poor E! (Wait, maybe I should be saying poor Curly! Does seem a bit insensitive to ignore his physical pain in favor of E's disappointment.) Anyway, Curly is still injured so E had to miss out on a club trail ride Saturday.
We hauled in 2 tons of hay this past week. Only three more to go! Hubby M and I are getting quite skilled at loading and unloading those heavy bales. Hay prices are going up and I'm worried that our supplier will sell out soon, so we will bring in the rest of the bales before the end of the month. Unfortunately, there is only enough room out at the barn to store four tons, so one ton will have to be sheltered on our carport at the house. Wonder what the neighbors will think when they see 22 bales stacked to the eaves???
