Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for March 24, 2017

Time to add the wheels and the springs, of course. Just don’t add robotic controls and let Thelma have the remote.

Let me guess. Thelma locked up the sawhorses.

Lyle is taking baby steps.

Quit horsing around, Lyle.

Just say, “Giddyup!”

Doesn’t look like a cinch, to me.

Also, his feet are on the floor. I think he has a tendency to stirrup trouble.

Boots and a hat, obviously.

He seems intrigued by what’s between his legs.

I wonder if Lyle will be late to the Tiki again. I kept wondering why he always uses the excuse that his horse going lame. I always thought it was Thelma keeping a tight rein on him.

Take a break.

…find a cowgirl!

At my first cursory look, and before I read the caption, I thought he had a hot water bottle between his legs. Then I looked again.

As they say in bronc riding…“Let me have her” !

Spurs…..he needs spurs.

Give me room,lots of room,Under starry skies above……..Don’t fence me in.

Lyle always wanted to be a Singing Cowboy.

Now he just has to stay on for 8 seconds…

Now he ropes the coffee table.

Git along, little dogies!

Lyle visited Everett yesterday and was struck jealous of Everett’s Steed. Not having a porch railing anymore, (Mike Holmes never got to his house) he knew he had to make do with what’s on hand.

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