Horse Snot and Leg Feathers
We spent the majority of the day out with wild horses. Little Dude was suitably awed. Even more awed whenever one would approach him.
I was fascinated by how many of the horses we saw were sporting leg feathers (wonderful tufts of hair on fetlocks), especially this far into summer — and it was hot up there, just not as hot as it is down here. That was another thing: it may have been around 90 or so up there, but it’s currently 115 in the backyard. Tell me where you’d rather hang out!
We saw various bands of horses, including the group with my little colt from the other day. The real finds were 1) the white horse, 2) Mr. One Ear, who obviously has battled for his role as leader, 3) and three foals who surrounded my one photog buddy and trapped him amongst the brush. That, my friends, was pure comedy gold there. Bjorn was a little freaked out by it, but we laughed. Seriously, these three were nothing short of adorable and the worst they could do to you was cute you to death. Or snot you. Little Snickerdoodle, the tiniest of the three (and yes, that’s his name…he told me!), snotted me but good. Oh well, for what it’s worth, it’s the best snot ever. And the cutest.
Now we must recover from all the cute and all the awesome. And we also must call my mom back and wish her a happy birthday yet again.
What fun! We went to a friend’s barbecue but all in all, hanging out with wild horses sounds better!
Comment by Pam — 2010/07/19 @ 06:20
Mmm BBQ…
Comment by DaGoddess — 2010/07/19 @ 14:26
We call baby horses sharks – for a reason. The little devils can pack quite a kick and are very unpredictable. Don’t let that cute lull you to sleep :biggrin:
Comment by patti — 2010/07/20 @ 09:46
These were still far too young to be much danger…Definitely not WMD, but yes, the bites (and they were mouthy) and kicks can be bad. They were more interested in just checking us all out. The cute factor was seriously high. As was the horsey snot. lol
Comment by DaGoddess — 2010/07/20 @ 15:59
You don’t hang with horses if you don’t have at least a couple tops ruined by horse snot and pony kisses…
Comment by patti — 2010/07/21 @ 07:01
Everything came out in the wash. And like I told my son afterward: this ain’t my first time at the rodeo. I have no problem with horse snot, the occasional nibble, the accidentally stepped on toes (which is why I never wear sandals), or walking around smelling like a horse for hours. All comes with the territory.
Comment by DaGoddess — 2010/07/21 @ 11:24