day 24

Again Azania is a three year old, and I am ready to beat him...... AHHHHHHH. While trying to introduce him to a fly mask in the round pen he runs and runs and runs, first charging at me then away in some facimile of the game tag. I really scream and go hang myself upside down from the panels of the round pen. I hang, like a bat, and Azania nuzzles all over me and the fly mask. My friend asks me what is wrong and I say that I need to eat Azania soup. She wisely suggests maybe not playing with my wild horse today and I agree after loving all over my crazy boy.......