Mine aren't big enough to ride, but they sure like to chomp on my ankles when I go out to the cattle panels to check my cucuzzi and tromboncinos, and when I go over to the tomato/pepper patch.
I am mosquito bait. Probably consuming too much sugar or something. If I don’t get bitten, there are “no skeeters” because I’ve been the only one with whelps *many* times.
:-D You’re throwing new words at me, Gal. They sound delicious. To the google!
(Have a great weekend!)