When we got into town she insisted we take turns riding her horse. First she galloped up the aisles of the organic shop and then I had to. Yes, we live in a small town. Yes, people were probably looking and wondering but no, she didn't make me neigh and for that I was grateful.
The rest of the shopping trip was pretty uneventful. She rode, or walked, or fed her horse and I sometimes rode but mostly encouraged her to leave him outside the shops.
Then while we were walking back to our car, all of a sudden she burst out crying. Really crying. I think there may have even been a few tears.
I couldn't work out what had happened as she was happy and chatty one minute and sobbing the next.
Until she told me her naughty horse had bitten her on the hand. Naughty horsey!!
I consoled her and then we agreed that from now on the naughty horse should probably wait for us in the car.
Imagine Dave the fruit shop guy's face when he was informed in the most serious voice that Miss Pepper's naughty horse had bitten her and that he was waiting in the car for an apple to eat.
She keeps me on my toes that one.
The Stripey Flower dress is made from vintage sheet bits, op shopped denim and bias binding and a gifted zipper. Everything but the thread is stitched around the bottom of the dress. If you want a closer look, its in my shop.
Have a fab day y'all. XX
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