I intend to write a proper blog post about Dad and my experience last weekend at the Pryor adoption at a later time. Right now, however, I’m really tired and looking forward to going to bed early. To quickly catch everyone up to speed: Dad felt he should have spent more time researching before the adoption, I had a minor freak out during the first round, and then we adopted Breeze and Leo, respectively.
Got the gist? Good. Here’s a quick update:
It took about ten hours to get from the Britton Springs Corrals to the kiddo’s new home. It was a long journey for horse and human alike, but it was particularly difficult for Breeze. It broke my heart to see her so upset as she huddled in the back of the trailer, seeking comfort from Leo. I’m not sure how useful Leo was in that respect – he spent the trip relatively unconcerned overall. He was a little busy eating.
It probably also helped that he was too short to see all the scenery passing by – no matter how much he craned his little midgit neck, only the tips of his ears were ever visible.