Join Date: Sep 2011
Location: Hour and a Half from Town!
When I was in Egypt I had to take a couple buggy rides. The men were SO proud of their horses. Emaciated, hard working, well trained, and looked and ate better than their drivers. One old man was so proud he let me drive his mare Shesha. He kept yelling "yella, yella!" at the top of his lungs to make her go and never hit her with his whip. We rounded a corner and met his buddy and we raced the two rigs through the streets! Shesha won, with me driving the CRAZY streets, her dodging people, booths, you name it! She was so homely, ill conformed, but she was the pride of his life. The kids go out to the pastures, miles from town, EVERY day and hand cut grass for their horses, cary over 50lbs of it on their backs home for their "family" members. True love and devotion! Makes me feel SO blessed to live where I do and have the beautiful animals I have!