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.
I was literally going to type the same thing as Dom...ReplyDelete
I'm in the same boat as mother right now :(ReplyDelete
:( I'm sorry to your mother. Read that blog post the other day and it really helped me understand.ReplyDelete
I must admit I don't understand humans all that well. I mean, if there's hay and water and friends, what does it matter if the grass is green or not?ReplyDelete
Really, Mother. Giving me more cookies is all you need to feel great. I know *I* feel great with cookies.
Sending good karma your way.ReplyDelete