Minature Horses

Today I was invited to ride minature horses by an old friend of Uncle Steve's. His family is really nice and I played with their son R.J. He's younger that me, but I like younger boys. He let me share his water. I really liked to ride the horse around the barn, but I didn't want to feed it because I was afraid of losing a finger. I wore my cowboy boots and they came in handy when I walked around the ranch. Now I know why they are called sh-t kickers.

And by the way Daddy, I don't want a kitty anymore...

I want a Kawasaki Mule.