Proof That Dino Is The Smartest Thing On Four Legs
It's August.
Do you know what that means?
That means THE BOMBERS ARE OUT. *cue shrieking horror movie violins*
Also known as B-52's, Death on Wings, and Really Freakin' Huge Horse Flies.
These two-inch-long harbingers of fear and destruction strike terror into the very soul of most horses. They're enormous and they bite HARD. Bombers are also super-intelligent spawn of Satan, and always perch just out of reach on the top of horses' rumps, where they can feast on the blood of our friends without being disturbed. Understandably, the average horse will usually react in utter panic and insanity when a Bomber comes near, either begging the closest human for aid, or running around like a total maniac because they've lost their ever-loving-minds.
Dino, however, has a mental capacity greater than the average three-year-old child, and takes care of Bombers in a much more sedate and orderly fashion.
I recently witnessed with my own eyes a Bomber landing on the tippity top of Dino's croup. Dino, in his infinite wisdom, calmly reached his head around, plucked the offending insect off his butt with his teeth, crunched it, and then spit it on the ground.
Dispatched.
Further proof that Dino is pretty much the most intelligent pony in the universe. I can't wait to get back to the barn and see the little rascal.
Do you know what that means?
That means THE BOMBERS ARE OUT. *cue shrieking horror movie violins*
Also known as B-52's, Death on Wings, and Really Freakin' Huge Horse Flies.
These two-inch-long harbingers of fear and destruction strike terror into the very soul of most horses. They're enormous and they bite HARD. Bombers are also super-intelligent spawn of Satan, and always perch just out of reach on the top of horses' rumps, where they can feast on the blood of our friends without being disturbed. Understandably, the average horse will usually react in utter panic and insanity when a Bomber comes near, either begging the closest human for aid, or running around like a total maniac because they've lost their ever-loving-minds.
Dino, however, has a mental capacity greater than the average three-year-old child, and takes care of Bombers in a much more sedate and orderly fashion.
I recently witnessed with my own eyes a Bomber landing on the tippity top of Dino's croup. Dino, in his infinite wisdom, calmly reached his head around, plucked the offending insect off his butt with his teeth, crunched it, and then spit it on the ground.
Dispatched.
Further proof that Dino is pretty much the most intelligent pony in the universe. I can't wait to get back to the barn and see the little rascal.
Hahaha I love you and your amazing writing abilities! And Dino is pretty cool too. ;)
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