Annual Horse Ride

Just went on my annual horseback ride with my dad.

There was this cute little kitty at the ranch, so I cuddled/played with him a little before the ride.

His name was Cutie Pie!
His name was Cutie Pie!

 

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My horse, Bob.
My horse, Bob.

 

My horse seemed to prefer to be by himself, so we ended up at the end of the line, pretty far back from the rest of the group. It was kind of nice, since I didn’t have to keep pulling his nose out of the next horse’s tail, and it kind of felt like I was on my own little ride.

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The group. See how far back we are? That was all Bob.
The group. See how far back we are? That was all Bob.

We also went to an art fair, where we saw this cat-on-a-leash:

Named "Maestro". He actually spent most of his time on his owner's shoulder.
Named “Maestro”. He actually spent most of his time on his owner’s shoulder.

 

 

 

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5 thoughts on “Annual Horse Ride

  1. Maestro bears a slight resemblance to Cutie Pie…who names a male cat Cutie Pie?:P

    Bob wasn’t that far back from the pack…who names a horse Bob?:P ba dum ching!

    I’m not much for organized trails unless the destination is great. Just going in a circle with a bunch of “tourists” would sour the fun of being on a horse, turning the amazing creature into a slot car. I’d rather freely roam with my steed:D

    It was a bit chilly there where you were?

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    1. Yeah, lots of big sky. And we didn’t spend much time in the woods, but the woods are very cool (it’s like a reservoir, so the plants are ultra green and jungle-like, and the forest floor is sandy). You should go with us next time!

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