Cowboy

I was playing with Troy this evening. During one of my many necessary breaks, I was laying on the floor on my face and Troy climbed on my back. I told him to grab ahold of my shirt, which he did, and then I slowly raised up on all fours. He kept hanging on, shifting his weight to balance, so I decided to move around. He rode on my back like a champ! He was a real cowboy. After a good long ride, he decided he was done and slid off my back. So, I guess now I’m his personal horsey.