We had a cowboy catastrophe last night. The lone ranger's horse was broken in half. Of course, such things tend to occur, when bent forcefully over one's knee....just saying. Maybe I should have named him Samson.
The broken horse.
Luckily we in the Hollis house believe in the power of tape--duct, scotch, electrical and the like. For now, this little buckaroo is back on the saddle.
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