Dalmatia
Curiosity leads me away from the highway to watch a horse I affectionately call Dalmatia. His black spots overlay white skin reminding me of a Dalmatian. He's leery of my presence as I linger alongside the pasture's fenceline capturing silent moments between us.
He saunters around his familiar surroundings careful not to approach the stranger speaking foreign language. There, he pauses before sticking out his pink tongue and retreating into the safety of his barn.
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It's such a gift to be easily entertained.
I'm not sure i've ever seen a horse with quite that pattern. Did he stick his tongue out at you?
Oh, that tongue shot is just awesome! I used to ride my bike along a country road and I made friends with a couple of horses, or rather they made friends with the apples and sugar cubes I would bring them.
It was always very calming to me.
You've brought back some memories! Thanks for sharing!
great one.C my new poem when u r free.
c my new poem....
Gorgeous horse. I love your description too. A nice moment, captured in words and film.
what a beautiful horse!
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