Isn't that how the old song goes? Travelers in the deserts of the Southwest frequently see wild burros. And they love them!
But in the northern states I have never seen wild horses, despite being on their areas. Until now. When I got out of bed yesterday, there they were.
They didn't act too wild, actually. They were only 50 meters from my camper, and calmly watched me and my little dog going on our morning walk. The horses seemed to want to mooch something from me, but I resisted. After all, they are supposed to be wildlife.
When I spoke quietly, they slowly walked away.
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