Smell like a horse...?
That's like a nice thing to say, isn't it?
I love the smells, sounds of a barn. No carpet ever felt as
good under my feet as fresh plowed dirt.
I am a county boy.
Dirt roads, rolling slow, checking the neighbors cattle, the fields.
Listening to the frogs croak in the evening. Just walking in the
woods as the trees rustle.
I'll bet Sour understands this one...I love to hear a hound run.
I don't want to chase him anymore...I'm too old. But to hear
it run on the scent...
Had an old Bluetick for years. My best buddy ever. We ran the
woods come night. Guess I ran near a thousand miles chasing
that worthless dog.
Smelling like a horse is a bad thing?
Not in my world.