13 CommentsShare: |
Subscribe
;

…must come to an end.
It’s so much fun to have the horses around the house. I had them up around the house for three days. Most of that time, they were wonderful. They’re “people” animals and are social with their humans. They like to follow you around, be petted and brushed, fed snacks, and generally be part of the family. They enjoy looking in your windows to see what you’re doing when you’re not paying attention to them. Outside, they mowed and mowed and mowed. They left the flowers alone. They didn’t eat the paint off anything. They didn’t even start pooping on the porch until the third day. But what really got to me was that they wouldn’t get OFF the porch. A horse is a really large animal. They don’t know they’re big, so they just amble around like they’re the size of a cat. Only they’re not. So when they started breaking stuff, they had to go. In the picture, you can see Morgan’s attempt to “fence off” the porch with chairs. I should have taken some pictures of her shoveling horse poop with a snow shovel.
They’re in the upper pasture now and forever. Or until I miss them too much and the mowing needs done again!
Posted by Suzanne McMinn | Permalink
If you would like to help support the overhead costs of this website, you may donate. Thank you!
"It was a cold wintry day when I brought my children to live in rural West Virginia. The farmhouse was one hundred years old, there was already snow on the ground, and the heat was sparse-—as was the insulation. The floors weren’t even, either. My then-twelve-year-old son walked in the door and said, “You’ve brought us to this slanted little house to die." Keep reading our story....
Make friends, ask questions, have fun!
Prints and Free Wallpaper!
And she's ornery. Read my barnyard stories!
Entire Contents © Copyright 2004-2013 Chickens in the Road, Inc.
Text and photographs may not be published, broadcast, redistributed or aggregated without express permission. Thank you.