Her unsatisfiable curiosity. Whatcha doin ther?
A soft, kind eye, and the dirt around it. The dirt around the dirt and the dirt on top of dirt on top of dirt. Did I mention she likes to roll in the dirt?
The way she curls her lip up any time there may be food involved
Her need to lick me whenever I am within tongue reach.
(Ignore the compost to the right, we throw it unto the barnyard and that corner by that gate has very nice soil for your garden combined with horse manure)How cuddly she is. If I were a horse I would not be letting some human hang off my face. Then again if I were a horse I think I might be wild. Wild, crazy and full of random explosive energy.
Have you ever thought what kind of horse (or other animal) personality you would be? Would you be understanding? Wild? unpredictable? Moody? The child's best friend? Or something completely different.
Either way I thank my girly for being all of these, just not at the exact same time.
