I'm scared to go into the bathroom stalls at work. The toilets here seem to uh.. smear whatever solid matter is in the toilet and they aren't really powerful enough to suck everything that is expelled down into the depths of toilet land. Gross, yes.

Isabella has a back wound from hussying around the pasture. She's in raging heat right now and she's gotten the attentions of a HUGE 17hh gelding who is quite accomodating. Not good.. I can't ride her! :( The weather is so nice right now and I can't ride. Poop.

This weekend even though I wasn't feeling so hot, Matt and I took a walk at the lake by his house. China was happy retrieving sticks for us... as long as she didn't have to swim to get it. She'd get to a point where she'd get on her tippy dog toes and wouldn't go any further. Sooooo... I took her (with Matt's help) to the dock and threw her over. Cruelty, yes. She kind of froze with her paw in the air and an odd expression on her doggy face before she sunk down a bit and began swimming. She's horrible at swimming! Anyways, Matt chided me a bit for being a mean dog mom then said, LET'S DO IT AGAIN! YES! So we threw her off the dock a few more times. Even after realizing she could swim, she still wouldn't go fetch those sticks thrown into deeper waters.