Micah's View of the World

Today was one of those kinda interesting days at the Rocking Pony house. Again. Micah went to the doctor this afternoon because that hoarseness that prevented surgery last week hasn't gone away. I figured a week is long enough, and if he needs meds I still have time to get them finished before the next surgery date. He was none too happy with me for holding him down and enabling the nurse to swab his throat. But Micah doesn't hold a grudge. I only wish he did. No, he gets even instead. He let the ponies out this afternoon just when we thought he'd forgotten all about the whole doctor thing. We won't even go into how we chased the ponies from the back of the horses, how I rode in shorts and rubbed the fat rolls on the inside of my legs raw, and how I may or may not have wet the saddle trying to keep from chafing my poor fat rolls. No, we won't talk about that.

Instead of boring you with all the details of the day twice in one week, I'll subject you to pictures that Micah took instead. The little stinker has been thiefing my camera regularly and I'm only grateful that nothing has happened to harm it. Yet.

I give you life through Micah's eyes.