Tennessee Day 1: emotional and physical torment at the unforgiving hands (hooves) of a horse. 👉🏼
Molly the Belgian brat and I took a leisurely stroll through a forest. The whole time she tried her best to break my knees and scratch my face by running into and squeezing between tightly spaced trees. And although she didn’t necessarily enjoy my company, we eventually bonded over our mutual distrust and loathing of steep inclines.
But honestly her attitude mirrored my own and I think she’s my actual spirit animal. So we good Molly. Let’s do it again sometime.