We will tell you the story....a girl came to our horse auction. She and a friend were walking around looking at everything, then they found us in the very back pens. She knew something was up because we did not have those sticky number things on our hip or shoulder, and we were what you would call "on the thin side." It is okay...sometimes crap has to happen for good things to happen bigger. That is what we were told growing up anyways...
This girl petted and loved on my sister, the black one, while I was just tired and did not want to be bothered. I stayed at the back of the pen making like I was 'resting my eyes' while the whole time keeping a look out. Why would this girl bother to hang out with us? She just needs to go away or at least be quiet...she talks too much! (could it be jealousy because the brown one wants to be loved on too?)
I heard her saying something about my sister looking just like her Mustang at home, so she thought she needed a 'mini him'...whatever that is. Me? I just kept my mouth shut and out of the way for now!
Then it happened!!! It really did!!! She came back!!! We were told growing up that we can be anything we want to be, and that is exactly what this girl said too! We secretly wanted to be mustangs, running in the wind, wild and free....you get the idea.
The girl came back with a non-girl (that be Brian) and they had halters in their hands. Doh! Could this really be happening? The girl came into our pen and loved on BOTH of us a bit, then she put the very new looking purple halter on me! ME! They also had another halter but the ladies from the auction place had a black one that fit perfectly, so they put that one on my sister.
I know it doesn't look like it now, but we had a loving home and are very friendly. We know how to walk around with humans, kind of like a dog on a leash, and we showed the girl and the non-girl how we could jump up in a tin can box! (horse trailer) The girl showed her teeth and made a hee hee hee sound...I hope that is good! :-)
Fast forward about an hour, and here we are, ready to jump off the tin can box into our new yard!
By the way, I (brown one) don't have an official name yet. They have came up with a few ideas but I just can't decide which one I like best. I will let them know when the time is right.
The girl is calling my sister Tripplette to kind of match the name of her black mustang, Tripp. I have to admit that is kind of cute!
The ladies at the auction place told the girl that they put us out in the grass lot but we did not act like we knew how to eat grass. WHAT? Here we are showing you how we don't know how to eat grass! The girl is smart - she said something about other horses being out there and maybe we could not relax enough to eat. Bingo!
This non-girl is very unique. Most non-girls are not all lovey dovey, and I would not say he is lovey dovey, but I can feel a sense of something good in him. Warm and fuzzy almost...
Maybe it is because he is letting me eat grass and I am disillusioned. :-)
Hi, I am Tripplette and I don't talk much. My actions are my words. Sniff sniff...there were other equines in this very spot!
Oh here, let me pose for you. Notice my sleek lines, cute face and my long tail that drags the ground?
The non-girl was easy to follow...I think I hear some other horse family members back here!
Ummmm, this is not a horse family member. This is a long ears! And now I have one for my very own! (Little does she know she has 3 of them!)
Yummy! Clover!
Why are you bothering me? And what is that thing? Does it taste good?
Yep, smells like chicken!
OMG! What the heck is that, and why is it almost as big as me? Oh wait, it is black too, is it my brother?
Oh oh...I heard these are spitting machines!
Oh hey boys, wink wink!
YOU BACK OFF! I DON'T ROLL THAT WAY! BESIDES, I AM FLIRTING AND YOU ARE CRAMPING MY STYLE! Sorry, I didn't mean to yell. It has just been a while since I have been surrounded by cute guys!
My cheek sticks out and I have a bump on the bottom of my jaw. My girl....oh! Did you read that? I said MY girl! Snort nicker...anyways, MY GIRL says she is going to look at it better this weekend (whatever that means) and we will be making a trip to the vet soon to get checked out. She says he is very nice. I wonder if he is cute?
OMG! Chickenzilla!
Oh geez, I heard about girls like this one. Self portait here, self portrait there, self portrait everywhere! CHEEEEESE!!!!!
Hi, Brown one here, and sometimes things just happen that make you laugh. The girl is concentrating so hard on getting a picture of my pretty brown eye....not realizing what is going on in the background. Really girl???
So this is the famous Batman? He is CUTE CUTE CUTE!
He is so big and strong! Hey big boy!
Then I met Wyoming. Wyoming is a real mustang and has been thru a lot. He told me his story....
Hi Hershey, yes, I think I shall call you Hershey because your coat color and eyes are like Hershey milk chocolate. I just want you to know that I have had quite a journey. I lived here, lived with another lady who still loves me and keeps in touch, came back here, went to a ranch where things went wrong, then came back here...even more skinny that you are. I know it is hard to believe considering how buff I am now. Snicker snort! Yes, you can be anything you want to be here - you are now a mustang! And yes, you were told the truth. Sometimes crap happens for better things to happen bigger. You will be happy here. Is it perfect and cushy? Nope. But life is good...
So there you have it. We have a new home and I think we will be just fine! We are lucky because the ladies at the auction place kept us and fed us the past month, so we are already better. Then this girl and the non-girl came along to give us a home. I can't wait to see what the future brings!
Until later, Karen and Tripp who thinks Tripplette is very cute and worthy of being a mustang. He doesn't think Hershey is half bad either! ;-)
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They are adorable!
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