Well it went like this:
Wildairo walks in and say's to Echo "Hey, you've got grass growing through here! Can you reach it"?
But Echo wanted to meet and greet.
Words were exchanged and soon feelings were hurt.
Wildairo raced for the gate begging to be let back out. He knew it was Bran Muffin Sunday and didn't want to fight.
The skirmish stopped when food was tossed over the fence. After breakfast the boys reminisced on the days when they were wild horses and all the fillies they left behind.
Dad turned the sprinklers on in the meadow and the boys were on high alert for danger.
Wildairo wanted a drink to wash the hay down and the ever alert Echo said, "I'll watch your back". "Eww you've got algae floating in here". "Yeah Carrot woman hasn't cleaned it out yet".
"Don't call the Muffin gal names or I'll bite your legs off".
"Your mother ate Loco weed when she was in foal with you"!
"What makes you think that"?
"Your dad was the Judas horse"! (The horse that leads the wild horses into the trap).
"Oh, the shame".
After that last insult an all out 'no holds barred' fight broke out.
Wildairo managed to strike Echo in the head with a hollow sounding thunk!
Boys will be boys. One day soon they will be out where they can run and play to their hearts content.
7 comments:
Your boys are so handsome!! Great photos too!
Fun pictures! Wild mustang fights are the best!
Aw, spring! My horses are goofy, too! ALL of them!
Love the pictures!
Teenager boys. LOL Good pictures.
GREAT pictures of the meeting!!! Makes me want to introduce Beautiful to the domestics, but they don't usually fight like that--rearing up--but Beautiful will--she already does it through the fence.
They knew all the moves like they have done it a hundred times before. I couldn't believe my eyes when they fell to their knees biting each others legs! It was wonderful to watch them act like young mustangs and I'm so glad I remembered my camera. I have never seen domestic horses do that. There was no squealing and they were trying not to hurt each other.
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