(No, not the 50 shades kind)
I have a problem.
Okay, I have many problems, but that’s beside the point. This problem is relevant!
This is Benicio.
He is grey.
And a gelding.
I don’t want a grey.
I don’t want a gelding.
Except I kindasortamaybe like this grey (Paso Fino) gelding. Because of things like this:
I will write more tomorrow* when I’m not half asleep from a benadryl (hello, allergies, nice to see you again…) because I have a lot to say about this little grey horse…
(*hopefully tomorrow but you all know how good I am about keeping those particular promises)