Sure enough, after a few minutes, Gus the horse came pounding down the hill to hang out with his bud.

He just stands there and eats the entire time.
Sometimes he wants to chat.

It appears to be a very satisfying time for Gus. He loves to hang out with the humans.
It's not as satisfying for my husband, who has to constantly be on his guard against this:

...and even more so against this.

Those are some honking big feet, huh?
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