Oh how funny and interesting. Yesterday was 'work' day here. I handled a breeding donkey...a stud to cover a mare. I pounded posts to make fences, I worked with a naughty mule who reared and tried to jerk away. Chased another mule 'who got away from hubby'. They were youngun's who were being transferred to a new pasture and were crazy to run in the nice long grass.
Then when I announce that I am going to make plans to go riding on sunday...hubby has a fit and announces that I am FRAGILE! Excuse me?
Yes I have an injured shoulder and yes I am having surgery in a month...but if I can work my butt off all day doing rather dangerous things, I should be able to go on a nice quiet trail ride. DUH!