Thanks all! Montana is a gorgeous horse. A muscular paint with a great attitude and a total attention whore.
He started doing that because I was spending so much time telling Eeyore the donkey how absolutely adorable he was and he was my new favorite there. Montana kept trying to catch my attention by nickering and trying to pull my jacket and hair. I was busy snapping pictures of Eeyore though and then he started his yawning so I quickly got the pictues...he hammed it up so much more the moment I looked at him!
BTW, here is Eeyore.
He is a miniature donkey. Not a riding donkey, but we are going to work with him to pull a cart.
Every since Disney's The Small One, I have fallen in love with the little beasts of burden and always wanted one. But since I live in a craptacular city, I can't have one, but these weekly visits help
Here are his ears, these ears belong on a totally different donkey, lol
BTW, he wasn't named Eeyore JUST because he's a donkey. He shares something else in common with Eeyore. At his previous home, he was a breeding stallion and the owners kept him with other stallions. In one of their fights, one of the stallion bit his tail seriously. The owners did nothing about it, never had him seen by a vet. Eventually the tail rotted away and fell off.
Such a shame his owners didn't care enough to try and save it, since their tail helps them keep away flies. But thankfully it healed, the ranch I go riding at, the owner went and bought him. He had never been touched, was too afraid of any of us, after a few days though, he has warmed up and loves to be around us. He rather be with us than the mini-horses.
This is what he does when you return to the barn after leaving him "alone" for minutes/hours.
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That ranch makes me really so happy. In all the technology on the earth and how much I do love it all, its nice to go to basics there. Realize there is more to this world than microchips and MP3s. At home, I spend so much time watching tv, on the computer, playing video games. If I am home and the lights go out, I am bored to hell. But at the ranch, there is so much to do and see. I have come to love photography there. Not just of the horses, but also all the nature around there. Hawks, wild turkeys, egrets, spiders, plant life, flowers, the pond, etc. I've come to realize, I hate suburban living. I hate it so much. My mom are getting a huge (I mean huge) lawsuit for malpractice and against the pharmaceutical company. Her doctor has been prescribing her a nausea medication that is only suppose to be taken for a few weeks at a time, she has been taking it non-stop for 5 years and now has a form of Parkinson's. We much rather have her health than this incurable disease. I wouldn't be surprised if it gets on the news as soon as the papers are drawn up because its really bad. It will end up being a multi-million dollar lawsuit and my mom wants to give my sister and I a good chunk so we can purchase or build, a duplex in the city. And I don't have the heart to say, I don't want to live like that. I'm not ungrateful mind you. But this city sucks ass. I hate it. I want to live some place with space. Not cookie cutter suburbs. I use to be a city girl, but the ranch has awoken the country girl in me.
