Men, can you relate to this Horse story?

On a Saturday and Sunday where I live, there are always a string of horse trailers going east and west. I’m very observant. I look at the drivers. It’s my fetish. In 99 out of 100 drivers, all are females. For simplicity, I categorize all females regardless of age as “girls.” In most cases these girls haul large horse trailer rigs that would be the envy of long distance truck drivers. Most of the girls wear baseball caps and have ponytails.





I grew up as a city boy. The only horses that I have known were Trigger and Silver. God, they were great. But, as I got older, I realized that horses were never meant for men. Horses hate men. But they love women and women love their horses. So I ask myself, why would a girl get up at the break of dawn, put on some muddy stained rubber boots, wear an old shirt covered with horse hair, run down to the barn without doing anything to herself to get rid of the “morning ugly” look and kiss her horse on the nose? I guess her horse likes the morning ugly look and would probably bolt if she was decked out. I just don’t know.





There is one thing for certain. Some of the older girls probably left their teeth in a glass on the lavatory sink and would run and hide if anyone visited them at that ungodly hour. Calling these girls ugly would be a compliment. Men will never understand the relationship of a woman and her horse. Don’t even try. It’s useless.

Men, can you relate to this Horse story?
Every Saturday, I put on my rhinestone (you forgot that part) ball cap and get into my rig that would make a truck driver jealous with horses that has seen me from everything to "morning ugly" to "show ring beauty queen" to go to a team roping or a horse show. When we pull in the gas station at the break of dawn for fuel and coffee, there across from me is some guy who has not shaved in three days, wearing a shirt I would not use for a dust rag and polishing a sparkling shiny boat while he is fueling up. And worrying that one my horses may sneeze on it. To go drink beer and hang out with the guys to catch fish that he will neither clean nor eat. I wonder about them and their sanity but, God bless them, everyone have to have some kinda hobby I guess.
Reply:Horses aren't shallow like you men pieces of sh--t are. They love us for who we are and how we take care of them, it doesn't matter what we look like to them: We just love being together and that's all that matters. Horses weren't exactly made for men because most of them think they are too good for horses. Screw that i'd pick my horse over you or any other guy anyday.
Reply:me and paint pony have it all figured out i do and think the exact same things:) :) :)


PS i have a rhinestone cap too:)