Horses chow like a mower!
Today was productive. My dad and I took the lawnmower to some guy down 50 to have it repaired. The guy was a nut job and was the embodiment of the Southerner stereotype. He kept asking my dad if he'd become his fishing buddy but my dad cleverly declined. While they were repairing the mower, I played with his beautiful chow/husky. He had light brown and gray hair and these big fluffy ears. Plus he was energetic and more than friendly.
So the dog and I played for awhile. I then went over to the stable the guy had which housed a beautiful horse, a mustang. From what the guy says it's an award winning trick horse and registered under some mustang association as number 664th. I petted him here and there, then he went away to eat something.
Afterwards I went to get a hair cut and then came home to mow the lawn. I have to finish tomorrow because something else is wrong with it now but it can be fixed.
Not sure what this was for but this was copied from my last saved draft here on LJ:
"- Offered to kill a friend of someone at the opera"
So the dog and I played for awhile. I then went over to the stable the guy had which housed a beautiful horse, a mustang. From what the guy says it's an award winning trick horse and registered under some mustang association as number 664th. I petted him here and there, then he went away to eat something.
Afterwards I went to get a hair cut and then came home to mow the lawn. I have to finish tomorrow because something else is wrong with it now but it can be fixed.
Not sure what this was for but this was copied from my last saved draft here on LJ:
"- Offered to kill a friend of someone at the opera"