I have a horse
Not actually my horse, it belongs to a Pig hunter friend who grazes him on my block. Very useful, he keeps the grass down. That's him in the pic. I call him Meathead and although he's not mine, we're the best of buddies. I just put him out on the long acre (Grassy strip down the side of the road for the Townies) He likes the long acre because he can get up a good turn of speed. Burning up and down the long acre (much more fun than a square acre) is one of his three favorite pasttimes, the other two are rolling in the dirt which he has just finished doing and eating, which he is indulging in while doing his level best to ignore me pointing the digi at him. Something he wouldn't be doing if I had an apple or a carrot in hand. If I was away working today, when I got home he would be hurtling up at full gallop to welcome me. If you think that a big dog rushing at you can be trepidatious, think about a goodly proportion of a tonne of horse. I'm glad he has good brakes.
He came trotting up to me when it was time to get moved out of the square acre and as soon as he was close enough he sneezed.
I think he may be getting a bit of a cold.
I needed a shower


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