Wednesday, July 11, 2007

I want a horse!

We visited Hannibal Missouri on our vacation. Taking a twenty minute tour in a horse drawn wagon was my favorite part. When I see a horse I immediately want to be friends. I neeeeeed to touch its soft mouth and gaze into its eyes. I know they all love me because they whisk their tales around when they see me and they only do that to people they love. If it weren't for my parents I would have had one billion-gazillion-tillion-lillion horses in my backyard. I asked for a horse for Christmas and my birthday for at least ten years and my mom would get me a stuffed horse or a porcelain horse or a plastic horse. I know she wasn't dumb, but I sure thought they knew what I meant when I said, "I want a horse". I never got a horse, it's a deep wound, but I think I'll live.
Here's the very arthritic-joke-telling driver. He was sweet and cute and told terrible jokes like; Which side of the horse has more hair? Anyone wanna guess? No? THE OUTSIDE!!! Harharhar. Oh, it was good wholesome fun for all.


This here is Pete the horse. He weighs 1700 pounds and eats corn off a coat wire from a little two year old that could be mistaken for a bale of hay.

He tolerates parents hoisting their young kids on his back after he's pulled a wagon full of people around town through brick streets on a hot July day.

Pete was trying to give me a big juicy kiss, but my dadgum toddler got in the way and shoved a wired corn cob in his mouth. It's okay Pete, I know you love me, I saw that tail whisking around, my heart is forever yours.






6 comments:

~*~ Jennifer ~*~ said...

FLIES -- not LOVE... the tails are for FLIES!!

Ha ha haa!!! Can you tell -- I'm not a horse lover. But my dd is. I let her have horses -- that she can GLUE to the WALL!! Ü She's got a shelf of BRYER horses in her room too. Praise the Lord it doesn't smell like horses in there.

BUT -- we've got a neighbor -- they have horses... she scoops the poop, then rides all she wants. What a deal!

So -- when you getting a horse?

Kathy from NJ said...

Whenever I wanted something I would buy it for my husband for his birthday, Christmas, groundhog day, whatever. I think you should buy your husband a horse. If you don't have the room to keep one, buy one for Rechelle.

Muddy Mama said...

Totally feeling this one! Growing up, all my friends covered their walls with pics. of the latest teen heart-throb. Me? Floor to ceiling horses. Named 'em all too. Dear old Shaddow, my favorite, how I miss you.
Never did get a horse....okay, now I'm really sad.

iloveupstate.com said...

Our neighbor has a horse...my Mom loves him...but is afraid of him. So, she throws apples at him. It's a love/hate relationship. I think the horse knows she's trying to be friendly. LOL

hope4grace said...

Great shots! I've never had a wagon ride, I'm sorely missing life arent' I? Sounds like a great vacation!!!!

P~ said...

April, I wanted to let you know I nominated you as a Blogger for positive Global Change. Your family and you are living positively and your blog is a pleasure to read.
P~