This little guy found a bullfrog near the arena. Guess "Jeremiah" (I have no idea what the punk kid named him but that name seemed to fit for me) found the rain a welcome site. This kid carried around "Jeremiah" for a long time. I did see later in the night the punk empty handed. I can only assume Jeremiah some how escaped his grasp.
RERIDE! This kid, seriously that's all he is, got a reride after the bronc pretty much landed on its side in the mud. The kid was a 14 year old riding broncs with the big boys. He rode in his sisters memory. A year ago she was killed in a car crash. I took the reride but didn't make it to 8 seconds. The poor kid might have weighed 80 pounds caked in mud.
Today after church, lunch and a visit to my great grandma's, Squirt and I hit the park. We had a good time and it's hard to believe it's ready to start the work week again.
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