| Mortimer |
04-17-2007 05:56 PM |
Oh boy.
It's horsey story time.
I once stopped with someone else on a country road to look at a very old grave yard.
I enjoy looking at the dates and find it so amazing to see these weathered markers going back to the late 1700's. You almost relive through their names and dates on those stone markers....for a snippet or two anyway.
But the thing is it was right next to a fenced pasture and my attention was interrupted by two big ol' horseys dashing right at us. I was raised in the city so this scene kind of scared me as I thought they may attack,but I wanted to appear brave.
Well they did stop at the fence,but obviously wanted something from us.....so I began to what I would call gently petting the one creature. The swine snarfed and shook his head wildly and scared me half to death.
We quickly concluded the flies were causing them itchy attacks so we commenced to really rubbing and scratching their necks and heads very hard.
Let me tell you these are really solid beasts.
They would have enjoyed that going on forever ,but I didn't have that sort of time and I do believe they felt stiffed by us because we did not stay all day and night.
I'm an interesting guy....aye?
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