My legs are feeling better today but the weather is not cooperating. I didn't want to go another day without at least seeing Bouffe; so, with temperatures already in the eighties at eight o'clock I drove to Kingsville.
Bouffe was in his stall and again stood completely still while I groomed him. As I brushed his coat I told him, it would only be a few more days, until he's got a twenty acre field, with a big run in shed, woods, and more grass, than from what I've seen of his living accommodations so far, he has ever seen. He stands so still with his kind eye focused on me the entire time; I really think he understands.
When I left, I drove to The Mill, and in preparation for the move, bought a turnout halter and some more joint supplement for Bouffe. I am anxiously awaiting the indoor ring and surroundings where I am physically able to get around without a lot of effort.
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