AKA, unwanted scavenger hunt time. →
As defined by your horse. →
Time for all smart ponies to run and hide. →
Do WHAT with your hips? →
Yeah, sometimes it is. →
Or at least according to my baby warmblood. →
Or how the barn is a black hole when it comes to time. →
Besides the fact that it sometimes still snows. →
Because not all horses are equally good at destroying themselves. →
Or how to jostle all your innards loose. →
Why yes, International Lesson Horse Day has even inspired poetry. My apologies in advance. →
Ruining your bathing suit days since the dawn of time. →
Or, how to keep just about anyone from stealing your lunch. →
… is a big, fat TEASE! →
You never really outgrow them. →
Synonymous with “Equine Scavenger Hunt.” →
Well, at least if you’re a hypochondriac. →
And economics. →
Questionable at best. →
Decisions will be made. →
Or, cold-induced insanity… →
A shocking event indeed. →
Because why shouldn’t horses get to poop in little bowls of water too? →
You KNOW you have something to add… →
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