It only took us a day to realize Madison is still her typical self when it comes to country life. She has spent most of the last two days either in the creek behind our house or across the street in the field of horses. Surprisingly I actually prefer the rolling in horse poop to the creek. The creek is down in a wooded ravine and that means ticks. After removing over 30 ticks last night I decided a haircut was definitely in order.
