Dissed By The Horses. Again.

It has been a long time since I've visited the horses that live in my backyard. A very long time. This morning I decided to go see what was shaking in the pasture. I'm sure this thrilled Treasure, who was near the fence.

It thrilled him because we are best buddies.

No. Not really. He kinda, sorta hates me. Well, hate is too strong of a word. Treasure kinda, sorta, almost … tolerates me. Yeah, tolerates is the right word.

I was excited to see Treasure, but I don't think he returned my feelings. I believe his expression is one of 'Oh crap, it's her again. Wonder if she sees me?'

'Maybe if I quickly duck down, she won't see me.'

'Did she see me?'

'Curses! I've been spotted! Maybe I can try the ducking down thing again and it'll work this time.'

'Perhaps if I duck down and slowly creep along the fence, she won't notice me.'

Got news for you, dude. I can totally see you by the fence. You are a horse. You are hard to hide.

Sigh.

I've been dissed by the horses. Again. Pin It Now!