Crappy photos for a crappy week

I almost didn't go to the barn this weekend.  We lost our little dog on Tuesday, and I just... was out of emotional steam, I guess.

But the barn owner has a little dog she rescued, and I had probably eight or nine pounds of small dog food that was only going to go to waste here.  So I went and cuddled Justice for a few minutes.

And then headed over to the main barn to hand off the food and visit Cessa.

It's weird how I was able to get rid of all kinds of other stuff that was the dog's and it was fine, but there was something about giving away her food that almost had me in tears all the way up there.  I walked out to visit Cessa and just kind of lost it again as I tried to call her name.

And for all that she was an absolute shit last weekend, this time she walked right up to me from probably thirty feet away and stayed next to me until I'd finished crying on her neck.  She's a pretty stoic animal, so I sometimes have to take other peoples' word that she really does like me; I definitely appreciate that she decided today was a day to make herself pretty damned clear.

No barn time next weekend because of Thanksgiving.  I could technically do it, but considering my holiday is going to involve a five-hour drive, I'm not coming home and then immediately making an hour drive unless there's an emergency!