Writer on a Horse
And a Dog

The world looks better from the back of a horse and the roads of life are easier with a good dog beside you.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Momma's don't let your babies grow up to be a StableGranny

As far back as I can remember I've loved horses. I wasn't like little girls today that have all the Breyer horses... I made my brother and cousin be horses. I would tie ropes around their waist and drive them like stagecoach horses. My cousin would always fall down and cry... I broke my ankle, I twisted my knee, I broke my leg... depended on have much I had been running them ... if she wanted to quit playing something was broken, if she just wanted to be the person instead of a horse ... it was only twisted. I always told her that they shot horses with broken legs.

What I would give to run wild and free again like we did when we were kids. We had the world by the tail and didn't know it or really care.

1 comment:

Irene Latham said...

That's a fantastic title for a blog post. :) Write that horse story, girlfriend!