I had forgotten how much I like horses and how much they like me.
Maybe it's my disposition that attracts them. Or maybe I smell like a root vegetable.
He was so handsome my inner Southerner broke free and I declared him "right purty." He didn't seem to mind.
'Gypsy gold does not chink or glitter.
It gleams in the sun and neighs in the dark.'
Claddagh Gypsy saying