Easter weekend. The good, the bad, and the ugly

On a good note, my "unbroke" hog hunting colt Cooper did very well on his first hunting trip. It was his 8th ride EVER, and only the 2nd time he's been ridden outside of an arena. He handled the dark and shadows (full moon) very well, and rode right up to a squealing pig. I guess living with Delta, my wild caught hog, was a good experience for my little hog hunting pony. The only issue I had with Cooper was when I'd ride him up and high center him on mesquites. They'd rub all up in between his back legs as he'd plow over them in the dark, and he'd speed up a little to get off of them. Coop was a little worn out Friday morning, and I had to dig out some mesquite thorns from his chest, but we had a grand time and I was proud of him. He may not be a mule, but he's well on his way to earning some longer ears!

Then the truck broke and bummed me out. I love that truck, but it could have chosen a better time to break. Sean was cooking for us, and we missed out because of that *&$%@)^ (pick your expletive) truck! I bet he doesn't offer to cook for us anymore until we get a better truck :O(

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