Bwahahaha. The indoctrination has begun.
November 26, 2011 2 Comments
I’m out to dinner with Mr. CollectingTBs. It was pouring and we were sharing an umbrella as we walked from the parking lot to the restaurant. He kept pushing into me, and I kept stepping away.
“Stop moving!” he said as I sidestepped once again. “I’m trying to get my head under the umbrella!
“Sorry! I was moving over when you pushed me!” I retorted.
“Like a dressage horse, you mean?” he scoffed.
My uuber non-horsey husband is learning!
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Collecting Thoroughbreds 
Ha we all end up with certain horsey traits don’t we, I have a friend who, when you’re trying to leave, kind of blocks you like a mare would.
I love when my Dad tries out the horsey lingo – I also love when he helps load hay, so I don’t mock the lingo… 😉