Ok, that was misleading- my horses don’t race. Even when they were young’uns they didn’t race. Now that both are in the over 20 ‘equine senior’ crowd? A gentle amble is all we ask :). This was just a regular morning at the barn as I visited to apply cuddles (externally) and cookies (internally) to my beasties. There were still ample opportunities to view some of the more… interesting… members of the equine community. Observe.
The one with odd hair.
Horses are not vain, no matter how people may perceive them.
The one that looks pregnant.
But yeah… that’s a gelding (boy without man-globes attached).
I gave up on getting closer to Copper (the little reddish one back there) with a camera because this all I ended up getting. We’ll try again some other time.
I was able to get a nice moment of reflection from Lyric though- he’s always ready to pose for… well, pretty much anything. He loves looking pretty!
Who needs races- I’ll take the donkeys!