Roxy says “ew mommy not my face”
I follow back!
why do i love this so much
Those days when you hate the world and are in a cross mood, and your horse happens to be in a bad mood, too.
So you two just ride around the arena huffing and pouting.
Hating everything. Your horse is like “yeah fuck that” to the bridle, to brushes, to turning in the cross ties, to other horses. And you’re like “yeah fuck that” to chores, dirty boots, heavy tack, and people.
But together, bonding with that hatred.
OH MY GOD HAHAHAHA THIS IS LITERALLY BELLA OMFG
cute ears are my obsession.