This is the first time I have ever camped in the midst of small groups of "wild" horses, if that is what they are. I haven't seen any of them mooch goodies from campers, as burros will. But the horses let me and my dog get within 50 feet of them. Perhaps there is a spring closer to the mountains where they "water up." The other day a pretty horse was pawing insistently at the ground. It reminded me of the book, "The Horse, The Wheel, and Language," by David Anthony. I heard of the book from the "HistoryofEnglishPodcast.com". The book said that horses had a great advantage on the Eurasian steppes: they would pound through the snow with their hooves, and find grass in winter. But cows and sheep won't use that trick. Much of the book takes place in the homeland of Indo-European languages, which is modern Ukraine. (Of course, we mustn't confuse our linguistic ancestors with out biological ancestors.) When the linguistics and hi
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