I wanna be a cowboy, bay bee!

Well, I think Austin has now paid some dues.

A nice afternoon horse ride turned into a really short trip into a barbed wire fence. The mare Austin was riding freaked out and tossed him head first into the fence. Billy Ann got him all cleaned up and I rushed him to the doctor. They sent him right on to a plastic surgeon. When he left, he was wearing 28 stitches on his face, 5 on the back of his neck and 1 on his shoulder.

He took it like a champ! His mother and I did not.