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Posted by emily on 6/18/2007 on emily's blog All of these things happened yesterday, when it was 96 at my house. Your horse pulls the hose out of the trough so it's on the ground spraying up, and he stands over it so it's spraying his chest and belly. (true!) You don't really mind scrubbing the trough. You (as a normal late sleeper) get up at 6:00 am to get a ride in. The dog goes swimming...in the trough. Your three year old, who normally doesn't like baths, follows her friend's lead and stands over the hose, too. Then she puts her leg in the trough. The horses come in on their own from the lush green pasture to stand in the barn, without having to be bribed. Your helmet leaves a rash on your forehead. |
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You know it's hot when..........(your stories, too!)
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