Looks more like he was scratching himself on the roadside berm, slide partway down and was high centered on it. After struggling and sliding the rest of the way down, he was able to get up again and follow the herd.
SMH. People, people. Whenever you're in a place where you think the plumbing is dicey or you have a big load to drop, do this. Poop flush, paper flush. There's no rule that says you can only flush once. Divide that load into manageable portions.
Oh no! No no no! All fun and games until that filly is about 800 lbs. Try breaking her of all that "cute" stuff then. When she becomes dangerous to any human around her, someone will ship her off to the meat factory.
Glad to see that the Catholic Church continues its long tradition of offering timely solace to its bereaved flock members. What a horrible institution.
It seems odd they would choose such a low bridge. It's a long struggle, drowning. Or perhaps they choose a low bridge in order to stand a good chance of being rescued.
Yes, it is. But in the mid to late 70's there was no such thing as Claritin. Clint and partners owned the restaurant from 1972 to 1999. My last visit there was 1985.
Interesting about the dog allergies. Back when he owned Hog's Breath Inn in Carmel, a restaurant, dogs were allowed there. And Clint was not an absent owner. I always thought that was so cool. Something only Clint would do.
Lucky you to be so close. I'm not all that far but I take an ice chest with me. Here in central CA in summer, the inside of a car gets so hot it can defrost a bag of frozen veggies before you can get out of the labyrinth of a parking lot.