Rural living can be interesting, in it's way. I was enjoying a hot bath and a book when my husband popped in to tell me the neighbor found loose horses on his property and he'd be going to see if they were ours. Either way, he'd help round them up and put any strays in our round pen.
Needless to say, up I jumped to dry, dress and check for myself. All three horses were still in the paddock, Paul nowhere in sight.
I waited, and put hay in the back of the truck (just in case), and before long, I looked out again to see the sheriff's car and a pickup in the drive. I followed the bobbing lights to a brown and an appaloosa being put in the round pen, our own horses running around like nuts in the paddock.
There they sit, munching hay, safe from traffic and hunger. Tomorrow should be interesting.
