Cowboy Boots...Who Knew?

Pop and I don't usually get each other Christmas gifts - we're the practical sort and don't want our gift-giving dictated by a day on the calendar and we generally have more than we need at any given time. Anyway...Pop got me these boots for Christmas this year. I have worn one of these two pair nearly every day since I got them. They apparently have some kind of "super happy power" and they make me smile...they feel good on my feet...they make me walk like I own the place (which I guess I sort of do anyway) and they remind me that Pop loves me enough to figure out what I need. Thanks Pop! I love you, I love the farm, and I love my boots.