She decided we should go for a walk. I make it quite clear that there was absolutely no need to leave the property.
However, she kept going on about how she was sooooo booooored staying at home, so I finally decided to humour her.
There were some strange things in the distance.
We stopped for a lot of snack breaks, and things started looking up when I found some alfalfa.
I had to stop sometimes to make sure the coast was clear ahead.
I am so totally not scared of motorbikes, on account of they're always driving by my field.
It was quite fun when we ran together, but only trouble is, that June is veeeery slow.
|She's trying to keep up.|
|This is sorta kinda what my "let's run" face|
looks like, but not quite exactly.
When we stopped for grass (well, when I did anyway, June lives on coffee or something like that), sometimes June got to decide when we started up again, and sometimes it was my turn to decide.
Finally I told June it was really time to head home, and I suggested a shortcut. She was quite cooperative and said it was ok.
When we got back to the field, those mares were very glad to see me.
And no wonder, because as you can see, I am damn fine.