Waiting for breakfast

Published on by bushboy

Photo a Week Challenge: Gateways

A gateway that lead to where PJ the horse knew where his meals appeared. PJ died a few weeks ago. He spent his retirement on the property next door to my besties as we were unable to load him onto the float to bring here to my place. He was quite old and was a rescue horse. He was treated badly by men, from what we can work out, as he didn’t like me around at the start. In the last few years he would come to me and rub on me, let me catch him when he strayed onto a neighbours place and would follow me around the paddock when it suited him. Sometimes when we were working in the paddock, he would have a gallop, do high kicks and fart making us laugh. Goodbye PJ my equine mate, going to miss you.

24 thoughts on “Waiting for breakfast”

Comments are closed.