My Friend Bill
Meet my friend Bill.
Bill and I have become good friends over the last couple of months. He just moved it down the road. I met Bill when I was out on my regular walk.
Bill is a kind of mellow type guy. It took him a few weeks before we began communicating. Me with “Good Morning, Bill.” Bill with a friendly snort. The first few times I walked by he just glared at me with eyes that were more curious than sad. Bill kind of got an idea of what I was doing. One day he gave me a few hundred feet head start and then roared down along side of the fence that separated us. You could the power of his hoofs made as they made contact with the turf. When Bill got to the end of the fence he stopped, turned around, and snorted at me. Like he was saying “Now that’s how you run buddy.” If he is in the back of the pasture when I walk past he trots over as if to say “Hello, old man. What’s up?”
Always makes a great start to my day!