It was such a beautiful spring day outside today. We spent the afternoon the best way there was to spend the afternoon - outside, at a ranch. There were horses, cows, goats, a pig and several dogs.
I was amazed and impressed that Suhaana was not intimidated by the sheer size of the horses. She was walking around them, like they were farm fixtures, like the tractor and the arena fence. She would point to it, and call out "horsh"! We nodded and cried out "Yesss! Horse!" in sheer delight and helplessness of not being able to hug her, crush her! She is not one to be hugged or picked up or told where to go when she's out on a ranch. Such blatant encroachment of her independence is not dealt with lightly. Displeasure is immediately notified and there's nothing discrete about it either.
But perhaps who she liked the best were the ranch dog. There were at least 4. But she liked the big shaggy sheep dog, almost twice her height, the best. The laid back, calm dog was minding his own business when, to his surprise, there came this funny looking two legged thing, with pink pants and pink multicolored jacket with a hood on- the hood ending in a dark pink flock of threads flying around in the wind. It looked amusing, till this little thing came by and tried to lick or kiss his snout! The dog was stunned. Why is this little thing jumping on him? Why is she trying to climb on him? Did she come here for horse riding lessons and mistook him for a miniature horse? Why? Oh why?
Whatever happened to being ignored all day long in the laid back silence of coexisting farm animals! The poor dog ran away in a hurry, the little girl in tow, trying to find his own peaceful haven, free from crowds and toddler children!
