Friday is a scheduled day off for the mule, so in the absence of any adventures to share (this morning he walked straight up to me and then asked me to scratch his butt; that is all there is to say on today’s interactions with him), have some pictures. I’ve seen a few friends share their five favourite horse photos of 2014, so I figured I’d do a mule version instead. As it was really hard to pick only five, I gathered a whole bunch and had Ben wittle them down for me!
A very shiny mule, back in the days when it was warm enough to wear shorts and bare my pasty legs to the world…
This was on one of our first walks when I was brave enough to lead him myself (he’s never done anything bad, I’m just an eternal worrier).
I was trying to teach him to wear a rug, which didn’t go down very well; so I backtracked, and tried again with something less threatening. He still won’t tolerate a rug (yet!), but at least he will wear a pink fleecy blanket if I ever need him to…
The mule is exceedingly good at selfies.
…What did I tell you?
