Yesterday morning my Dad and Kenny decided to go out the desert on the ATVs while mom and I stayed home and slept in! They went on a nice long ride and made it back to the truck. They wanted to let the bikes cool a little so they decided to play catch and hit some balls to each other... (in the desert remember). Well Kenny hit a pop fly to dad and he backed up and up and up and caught it right before he fell into a cactus!! He was covered in thorns from the waist down! They spent a good half hour pulling out chunks of cactus and thorns. Some were so deep they would pull out the torn and blood would roll down his leg- poor dad! Now I was allowed to tell that story on the condition that I tell the next story...
While on the ride Kenny and dad spotted some horses (5 or 6) crossing their path. My dad wanted to stop and watch them. The horses were crossing the path, but started to get antsy and started making noises to the others... all of a sudden they started to run.... toward the guys! Kenny took off riding away from those horses as fast as he could! Dad said they weren't running in their direction and laughed so hard ... I think it was won of those had to be there stories, but we got a laugh when they guys told us.
Ouch! That's too bad and very painful too.
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