After a long, hard day at work (for both of us), Chris will wonder outside and take care of chores. More often now that it's cold outside.
This is why I love him so much. He will assume my responsibilities without complaint.
If you asked Chris what he thought about having animals, he'd say "I thought I married a city girl" or "they're not my horses." He'll roll his eyes and act very annoyed.
But I know differently.
Tonight, my loving husband headed out back, just before dark, with Izzy by his side. He was bundled up in a big heavy coat, gloves and muck boots. This is Cache Valley and it's like... 5 degrees outside.
I stood on the patio and watched as he wrestled with Izzy, kicked her squeaker into the pasture and gave the horses a good rub down. I even heard him talk to the animals (don't tell him I told you).
And this is just one more reason that I love this man. He indulges in the things I love, and loves them too.
1 comment:
Sounds like a scene from The Horse Whisperer (or some movie like that).... :)
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