Originally Posted by Delfina
There used to be a horse at one of the houses on the main road here that connects the interstate (where all the big cities are congregated) and the highway (where all the small towns are). This horse was kept alone and loooooved to sleep on the ground with all of it's limbs sticking straight out and looking very dead. Everyone around here got used to it and would actually use it as a reference point, I'm passing the "dead horse pasture", see ya in a bit.
Well one day he was laying there looking dead like usual and nobody thought anything about it until another day went by and another and everyone suddenly realized that OMG he WAS dead! I have no idea where his owners were or if they knew... but after a few days of him laying there, his body was removed.
Me: Initially, laughing quite hard, and then...Ohhhh!...POOR GUY!...poor horse parents! (yet nonetheless, a REALLY cute anecdote; mainly the 'dead horse pasture' landmark portion.That, and the, "OMG! He really WAS dead"! Part) <-- does that make me look a "bad person"? Yikes! O.o