Brat, the Arabian horse, just didn't work out for us. He hurt me, really badly.
Less than one minute after this picture was taken, Brat reared up and fell over on me, resulting in the biggest bruise I ever had in my life. He was very spirited, and a head-tosser. I'm no horse-trainer, and I shouldn't have been trying to ride him.
As we all know we're supposed to do, I got back on Brat for one final picture. That's the neighbor girl, Anna, riding my Blue.
Anyway, while Brat lived here, Mandy would run out to where he was and bark, and then the chase was on. They both enjoyed the game, and I'm so glad I caught pictures once... even though the digital camera I used back then left something to be desired. All this happened two years ago.
