we’re baa-ack

Our tricked-out ride carryin’ us from south Texas. Wish this was OUR trailer, but it’s not…so we pooped in it.
Are we there yet…are we there yet? Corky lets us see out. Yep, the wind and dust are blowin’…it smells like cows…looks like home!

Backin’ out very careful.
Helen gives me a chance to get my land legs.

‘Back on out, Big Guy!’

Where ARE my legs?

A fine meal after a loooong (500+) drive and a trip to the vet.

We’ll visit after I eat…..K?
Hay….I remember this barn cat!

Whydoya keep lookin’ at me and repeatin’ ‘best old-lady horse in the world?’

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