|My hay is your hay, except when it is my hay.|
Harley and I went for a lovely ride yesterday. Afterward, Harley had what may have been his last shower of 2011. Such is the case when one does not have heated water or an indoor wash stall. I saved his morning hay for after our ride. His paddock buddy, Cisco, had already finished his morning hay, but this did not stop him from trying to convince Harley that he was ready for more. I love how expressive Cisco's eyes and "eyebrows" are in this short film.
"Pretty please, Harley?"
It seems that the news is always highlighting new discoveries in animal language. You mean animals can talk to each other? My family and I have always felt that the fact that animals could communicate with one another was an unspoken truth. People who enjoy observing animals, wild or domestic, will quickly attest to this. Just because we do not always understand them does not mean that they do not communicate. And isn't it the best when they choose to try and communicate with us?