when your horse turns t-w-e-n-t-y e-i-g-h-t !!!!

i am preeeettttty proud to say that as of tuesday,
my horse has o-fficially lived 28 whole years of life…
and 18 of them with me!!! that is just crazy, isn’t it!

so, i know that when you’re a 28-year-old equine,
life is maybe not quite as simple as it once was,
[oh, you know, just a little arthritis here, a few missing teeth…]
but gosh, i am so so thankful for his every year and day!

so, happy 28 years of life to my pretty casey boy!
he’s made my whole world better since we were both 10,
and 18 years later i appreciate him more. than. ever.

aaand you better believe that on his birthday,
i took a little stroll through these freezing
icey snow conditions we’ve had going around here
 to deliver some love and mushy oatmeal ball birthday treats…
[niiice & chewable for those missing teeth, of course!]

and oooh, these boys…

…they make me the happiest. even in straight up eskimo weather!