See! I told you I was going to put something new up.

Dancer atleast is new. The rest of it is, honestly, a year or two old.

And I'm very proud of not posting any more horseys. I think its pretty hilarious that I like horses so much.

Ever since I first learned how to talk I have been asking for a horse. Every star I ever wished on was a wish for a horse, every necklace wish was for a horse, EVERY SINGLE DAMNED SITUATION where a wish was needed or called for I wished for a horse.

Now I have one. Asherat. A snowflake appy.

The irony here is that every chance I have ever had to go horseback riding prior to owning my own horse I took. Every single time I get on a horses back I almost immediately fall back off.

So basically she is a lawn ornament. Two pretty, expensive lawn ornaments.

My mom also has a horse, an arabian. Very pretty white thing, who is mean as hell and constantly has to have her mane shorn because she rolls in nasty things and won't let me brush them out or wash her. So she often has a very short mane.

I love horses but this horse goes beyond evil, shes like satan in a fur coat. Sure you can get on her back and ride, atleast until she thinks its enough. Then she either flings you off or sits down.

Heaven forbid you try to do anything abusive like brush her coat or trim her hooves, she sees these as an act if war. This horse should have come with one of those advisory stickers slapped on her ass.

freakish critters.