I’m a mean pony mama.
I do things like confuse my horse entirely by plunking a mounting block behind my (very patient, very tolerant, very kind) horse to take pictures of his back for a saddle fitter…and then hugging his bum ’cause every inch of him is huggable! This was the look I got:
|“What the actual hell are you doing?!”|
Then today, after begging off of work early, I scraped the mud off him that he so kindly caked on himself after yesterday’s monsoon, and then did this:
|I shouldn’t ever be allowed within 50 feet of a bottle of Twinkle Glitter.|
I may also re-glitter him and take more pictures.