The Retired Rodeo Clown

Much to the initial surprise of many of my followers, I have quite the rural past which I have freely shared on this blog. These anecdotes have detailed my time spent working on a farm, throwing knives, and failing to emulate the murderer of Bambi's mother. Basically, I haven't always been the somewhat polished, dirt-averse individual most of my readers have come to know and tolerate, and today I'm going to add fuel to that fire by describing my time as a horse owner.