TOABH: 18 on the 18th

First off: HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARCHER!!!  What a distinguished, excellent birthday for us to be celebrating!

Eighteen on the Eighteenth.

In honor of Archie’s 18th birthday, tell me 18 things you love about your horse*.

I love Murray’s fabio locks,

I love his tiny little sock.

I love that he’s a thoroughbred who raced

Even though he never placed.

I love how much he loves his job,

I love that he’s a total slob.

I love that Murray saves my butt,

And makes me ride right to keep it up.

I love that he can take a joke,

I hate love that he’s a total slow-poke.

I love his awkward little star,

That I secretly think, from afar,

Looks like a little jumping horse,

With me jumping ahead of course.

I love Murray’s feral noises and primordial screams,

His grunts and groans and pony dreams.

I love how much he’s taught me patience,

To problem solve, and never be complacent.

I love it that he’s got the hops,

I love it that he never* stops.

I love this silly pony face, I love him all over the place.

* He didn’t actually stop there. And when he does stop it’s 100% my fault.