Remember the water bottle crinkle-crunch noise that scared Sue? It occured to me today, that I’ve not really taken care of that.
This coming weekend, Sue and I will be participating in a trail ride clinic. It will be very hot. I will need water. In the afternoon, I’ll be out in the middle of 500 acres on a trail ride. I will need water.
I have Thursday nite and Saturday morning to fix things so I can take a water bottle out of the saddle bag and drink it. If I don’t drink the water, I’ll die. If I don’t get Sue’s fear of the crinkle-crunch abated, well….
Let’s not think of me lying in a hospital bed somewhere in southern Misourri with fluids running into my dehydrated body.
I’m a woman on a mission to eliminate crinkle-crunch fear!