Once we got back to the pasture, we discovered the field was not empty. There were four mules and horse. (For those who didn't know, a mule is a horse/donkey hybrid). One mule in particular was the sweetest, most friendly and docile animal I've ever met. It was a little intimidating because she was very, very tall. I don't know exactly how tall she was in hands, but at the top of her shoulder, she came to my mouth- so almost 5 feet tall at the back. Wow!
She stuck to me like glue the entire time we were in the pasture. She was so close to me that I was actually concerned that she was going to step on my foot. She had no sense of personal boundaries.
By the end of our tour of the pasture, I was in love. I wanted to take her home.
Isn't she sweet? She's still kind of shaggy with her winter coat, but I thought she was lovely.
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