abbyxwicked

so yesterday i was walking out to the fields to bring in my horse, trouble, and my trainers horse, dobbie, when a woman called out "excuse me, im from the trenton times. mind if i take a few pictures of the horses?" i told her to go ahead. she walked over to me, and we made our introductions. then she began walking with me down to the field where my horse was. upon looking at troubles mud-covered body, i playfully groaned "aww trouble! look how filthy you are!", turned to the woman and said "thats my horse, trouble. he lives up to his name but i love him." and she suggested i "nuzzle him over the fence and she can get a couple shots for the t