I spent most of Saturday afternoon riding around with Colby fetching water for his cows. The windmill is broken and they were getting thirsty in the summer heat.
I didn't really mind because I got to spend lots of time with my favorite man. Plus, it's way far out in the country and I like to pretend I'm traveling in a covered wagon.
(Just don't take me away from my Sirius radio. I have certain needs and those include crystal clear music while cruising down bumpy roads.)
I encountered one small problem though. One steer got a little mouthy with me. Does he look a little grumpy to you?
I mean, you would think he would appreciate me and cut out the attitude.
Oh wait. I don't think anyone appreciates me.
Never mind about that last part.