Horses? Horses!
Horses! That's what I thought as I parked haphazardly on the side of the road. Horses, horses! I was driving with Mike to my parents house when I saw them. Where the 'rents live is a little bit of farm country so it wasn't a surprise to see the horses but this time I had my camera and the lighting was pretty so I had to stop.
They were behind a fence so I had to get close. Then suddenly, this beautiful brown horse, let's call him Harold, made eye contact with me and trotted to where I stood. Here he is making his way to me:
Needless to say, I felt special. I was surprised by how friendly he was. I wouldn't call myself a horse person, if only because I've never had the experience of riding one, so I was a total coward and didn't pet him eventhough he was all up in my grill. Mike did, and for that he was the champ of the day.
More pictures of Harold* and his buddy, Pip* after the jump:
*I do not know if these are their names but they sound like fun.
More pictures of Harold* and his buddy, Pip* after the jump:
*I do not know if these are their names but they sound like fun.
2 comments:
You have been on a horse before. When we were little...with Tito.
Peace.
Mike was only brave enough because of the beer he drank during the Giants game LOL! They seem like very friendly animals and I am sure they smell.
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