View Point

A tractor pulling a set of harrows passed the horse and rider on the downs.

“Blue.” The horse said. “Nice colour.”

“Red tractor?” said the rider.

“Oh no.” said the horse. “I was looking at the harrows. Everyone has a different point of view.”

Hugs

“Why did you head butt me? Said the rider.

“Well I can’t hug you.” Said the horse. “So I use my nose to say hello.”

“But you are bigger and stronger than me and you send me flying.”

“I’m sorry.” Said the horse, “I’ll try and be more gentle next time I want to hug you.”

Boring

“I thought we were going for a gallop today?” Said the horse.

“Well we aren’t we are just going to walk.” Said the rider.

“Boring.” Said the horse.

“Yeah, sometimes we have to be boring.” Said the rider.

“That is so human.” Said the horse.

A Question of Love

“I was talking to a young girl the other day who said that she did not believe that horses could love.” Said the rider.

“That is the very question we horses ask each other about humans. Are humans capable of love? Man’s inhumanity to man we find very puzzling. If you love you cannot kill.”

“I’ll have to go away and think about that.” Said the rider.

Goats

Did you see my goat?” said the horse.

“It’s not your goat,” said the rider, “it belongs to the people who own the yard.”

“Oh no it is my goat” said the horse.

“How so? said the rider.

“When the goat is with me he is my goat.”

Wars

“Why did you throw me off?” said the rider.

“I didn’t throw you” said the horse.

“You did” said the rider.

“You know this is how wars are started” said the horse.

Bees

“What is so wonderful about a green field?” said the rider.

“Ah,” said the horse, “it is a place where I can hear the bees picking up the pollen.”