Apparently I have a cowboy-in-training on my hands. This past Sunday, a friend of ours (who is a cowboy) was back from Colorado from seminary with his beautiful wife and new son. His brother decided to show Moose the ropes of putting on cowboy boots.
Then Big A, my handsome farm boy/fencing expert, showed Moose that horsies aren't just in picture books. I'm not sure Moose knew what to do with Ol' Elroy here. He liked him, kept making horse noises, but was hesitant to pet. But that's how he is with dogs, too.
For more adorable pictures and the words to go with, check out Angie over at Seven Clown Circus's Wordful Wednesday.
P.S. He wouldn't sit still for a picture but apparently I have a budding artist on my hand, too (or a chef). Moose thinks colors are for eating. I found the bottom gone on a blue color, color all over his pants and my carpet, and stuck in his teeth. I tell him "yucky" and he says "me yummy yummy." *shake of head* The joys of boys (or just kids).