I do feel sorry for them, living in such barren surroundings. Would love to bring them home to the farm where we live and let them eat some fresh, juicy sweet grass.
One good picture deserves another:
I do feel sorry for them, living in such barren surroundings. Would love to bring them home to the farm where we live and let them eat some fresh, juicy sweet grass.
One good picture deserves another:
The caption for your photo can only be:
“This is what God planned for us.”
What a wonderful photo, priceless.
Horses are amazing animals, and I think they can feel love.
When my daughter the escape artist was about 2 years old, or less, the only apartment that I could find to rent, from a widow lady, who had an old race horse there.
I promised that Debra would stay away from the horse.
And then came the day that she escaped, and could not be found.
I found her at the coral, pulling handful’s of grass and feeding it to the horse.
I swear, her whole arm was in the horses mouth. And the slobber proved it had been.
As I came running and yelling I am sure, she decided to tell me it was a ‘goggy’, her word for dog.
And yes, I said a prayer of thanks, as only an on duty God saved her arm that day, imagine an old horse like that attempting to eat the grass she offered to it and not hurting her.
You must see the new photo that Fred posted.
It should be called “This is what God planned”.