This is my story. It is the story of the bond between horse and human. I am special.
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Red, White, and/or Donkey
Theoretically, humans are preoccupied today with something called "voting". At least, Mother gave that excuse (among others) for why she wasn't up here to visit me today. In order to better understand this phenomenon, I did some research.
Apparently, one can vote red
Or one could vote donkey
Honestly, I don't think MY life will be affected either way... and I'm not old enough to vote for quite a few years yet.
I am a fifteen year old horse named Boyfriend, sometimes Bif. Sometimes "You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown". Sometimes names I really don't think bear repeating. After years of misappropriating mother's phone and email, I now have my own site.
Have a question for me? Please email me Boyfriend@IamBoyfriend.com
All of the stuff under My Favorite Grazing Places and Mother's Favorite Sites are unpaid (why would I need money?), Mother just really likes them and likes to share. She can be a generous sort, at times...
Mother's other blog: A tale of love and blah blah blah. Not me.