Stink was trampled by a horse on Saturday night – it just happened out of nowhere, as horrible accidents often do. Despite the shock, and all the howling and pain, he managed to survive, and I’m thrilled, to put it mildly, that he’s suffered only a bad limp.

We’re learning and we’re lucky – we all are, no matter how we sometimes feel – but especially the two of us right now.

We’re busy resting up, enjoying the moment, licking some PB along with some wounds, although someday I do hope to pay forward whatever luck I can to the rest of you.

Until then, give em hugs while you can. I feel like that’s the best we can do anyway.