Horse Play

In what I like to call the ‘only-in-the-country’ file:

The music had just begun, and a large dark shape just ‘appeared’ at the window.  Our regular Monday morning dance class, out in the wilds of Fryerstown [ a tiny ex-goldmining hamlet 20 odd kilometres from home … just round the corner in country terms ] had gained an audience of one

This gorgeous ex-racehorse apparently belongs to “Chris down the street” and he spent about an hour and a half taking a very keen interest in the strange two-legs prancing around inside the big tin box.

He was totally up for a pat and a scritch behind the ears [ and my goat-scented person got a good snuffling ] but he got very antsy when I came back outside with the camera so this was the best I could do

“Quit horsing around … If you won’t let me dance with you, I’m not having m’picture taken”

And, by way of a serendipitous segue, tomorrow is the highlight of the Melbourne Spring Racing Carnival, the Melbourne Cup, otherwise known as ‘the race that stops a nation.’

Other places get public holidays to commemorate great battles or famous-and-inspirational people.

What does it say about us that WE get a public holiday for a 3 minute horse race ??

 

 

 

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4 thoughts on “Horse Play

  1. Dorothy says:

    He’s gorgeous. BTW, hope you bet a winner tomorrow.

    • catsmum says:

      I couldn’t tell you the last time I had a bet on the Cup. Not even in any sweeps.[ and I’ve never actually set foot on a racecourse … I’ve led a sheltered life 🙂 ]

  2. Lynne says:

    Lovely looking horse with great taste!

  3. What fun, having a horsey audience !!
    Hope your weekend was a good one.
    Take care,
    Connie xx

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