Thursday, 2 April 2015

We've come to an understanding.

Me and the big fella have come to a kind of rapprochement. It's a little one sided but I can live with it - for now.

   He doesn't try to eat my head anymore and I keep him supplied with Polo mints. It's not so bad because I just liberate them from my daughter's "hidden" stash.

   It's a pity we're not allowed to give chocolate to horses because he'd be in clover, and probably something else infinitely more smelly every morning.

1 comment:

  1. He's a beautiful horse, and you two do look like you're sort of getting along. At least he's not head-butting you. Nice pic.