Overcast, misty, and almost too dark to see without a flashlight. Sounds like an optimal time to go for a walk, right?
Rhulain grabbed a few snacks, called "her" dog over, and off we went!
We had walked nearly a mile before I realized the side of Rhu's halter was funky. Poor thing, I bet that twist bugged her and she's such a patient mare she didn't let me know.
She let me un-halter and re-halter her while she stood still in the open desert. I'm fairly certain she didn't even notice what I was doing ... she was looking for Luppy. That's OK, still a win in my book.
