The Ol' Stink Eye

Yesterday I went out to the garden to do some weeding and general tidying up. Yeah, it's hard work, but that's what I'm into. Hard work is my thing. I'm, like, so into manual labor. I just can't get enough back breaking work to do. Back breaking work = my life.

Really.

No, not really.

To be truthful, I was out in the garden checking on the pumpkins. They are doing well and are starting to go from green to orange. Look:

As I was looking at the pumpkins, I heard some odd noises coming from the horses' pasture. Snorts and whinnying. General carrying on. It seems as though Ace was trying to get my attention.

You remember Ace, right? Ace and I have a very deep bond. His love for me is undeniably strong and he rarely hesitates to let me know how he feels about me.

Since I'm always up for an opportunity to get the horses to like me, I waved at Ace and started walking over to meet him at the fence. I was even sporting my best 'I'm nice to equines' face as extra insurance towards my likeability factor. Once Ace was sure he had my full attention, he gave me what I believe to be the ol' stink eye.

Know what's worse that getting the ol' stink eye from a horse?

Having him stick his tongue out at you.

Do I bring out the best in horses or what? Pin It Now!