Today the event ended with the parade, from La Rural to our neighborhood and through various streets back to La Rural.
Now I grew up wanting a horse. If I could not have one, I wanted to be one. I have only slightly gotten over this. And here I am, horse country, some of the most beautiful horses ever !
Pup has always liked horses, not sure why, what started it. When we lived in Portland, he met a Budweiser Clydesdale .. how many pups get to meet one of those ? Even then, he would do his warbling little yodel and in this event, the horse looked down from his great height , ears pricked forward and gently, slowly gave a sniff in the general direction of that wiggling mass of eager to meet you Pup.
Which brings us to today. I brought Pup along to the park to see the horses. I hoped that he would not completely freak out and have to be taken home , delirious with the joy of seeing that many horses at once. But no, again he made me so proud of him, he wiggled, warbled and only yodeled quietly. My husband made a video of the horses, you can hear them clip clopping along the Avenue and along with that sound, is this slight warbling noise ...
We saw Polo Ponies and Gaucho's and Pup's favorites, the Mounted Police. We saw Thoroughbreds and Arabians, ladies on beautiful horses, and some pretty nice looking men on horses too!
They marched down the street, past the Belle Artes Museum ( the pink building in the background) and then turned and went back on the street that goes back to La Rural..
and then we came home too.
Now we are going back out to walk and wander, wonder what other wonderful sights we will see ~