The past month has been a whirlwind of travel, back spasms, and now COVID. I woke up this morning feeling a little better, but in the midst of the chaos I completely forgot what today is. Feeling overly emotional probably due to being sick and stir crazy, but I can't help but reflect on TEN YEARS with the Goober and shed a few tears of gratefulness for him. He got me through my 20's and I hope he'll get me most of the way through this next decade too. He's gone from a thug to a gentleman (most of the time) and these days enjoys light rides with his leaser and tolerates more productive rides with me. One of the best things I did was buy him at entirely the wrong time in my life. The other good thing I did was keep him, also at the worst possible time in my life to do so. Happy Goosiversary to the best Goober I know. Can't wait to be back on my feet to spoil him rotten, and in the meantime my barn friends will do that for me today.