Horses are like the ultimate fascist’s enemy, powerful and fragile at the same time.
They really are glass cannons though. When I was young I watched a bird land on the paddock rail, a horse who was standing right there didn’t notice, turned a little and saw it, JUMPED WITH ALL 4 LEGS straight up and broke one when it landed. What the fuck!?
Horses are like the ultimate fascist’s enemy, powerful and fragile at the same time.
They really are glass cannons though. When I was young I watched a bird land on the paddock rail, a horse who was standing right there didn’t notice, turned a little and saw it, JUMPED WITH ALL 4 LEGS straight up and broke one when it landed. What the fuck!?
What is your brain that you had to contort horses in “the ultimate fascist’s enemy”.
Fascinating
Got it.
Sneak up on cats with cucumbers and on horses with birds.
What do we do for dogs?
Sneak up to them with a broken horse leg and club them.
Horses are scared of two things. Things that move, and things that don’t