I’ll tell ya right now.
The horse is the brains of that operation,
and he is undoubtedly a gift from God to
those two.
Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude
Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted
Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted
Nope, she's just trying to spot trout.....
ReplyDeleteNo saddle. These girls are a comfortable on a horse as they are in their own bed. They can probably gallop in this configuration. The horse knows them well and likes them.
ReplyDeleteAll in all, an example of what American childhood should look like.
... and yes, she's trying to get a sight angle - on fish probably.
HAR HAR HAR! Never thought of that! I guess we know who the real knuckle head is here, HAR HAR HAR!
ReplyDeleteOnly problem with horses is the bond you form with them is incredibly close. When they go, they take a piece of you with them.