More than once, Jack’s given me flak about all the special treatment the horses get. The sweet feed. The blanketing. The treats. But while they’re out enduring the cold, snowy dark, Jack’s newly arrived Mustang is parked snugly in the warm garage.
Whose horse is spoiled now?
Guess it’s my turn to do the teasing.
(But seriously, glad the car finally arrived. It hasn’t been home for over two years!)
