That was put to the test early February when Cloud suffered another pasture injury. As much as I am trying to keep this short (ha!), I do want to describe the events of that night because I need to express how/
but a girl has to start. It’s time to remove the roadblocks, resist the urge to roll up like a pill bug and shop for my new big-girl panties. Perhaps I will head to Victoria’s Secret and settle on an eye-of-the-tiger-wonder-woman hipster. Or (...