Crazy cousin Kruyne

Nope, this wasn't me. Just my crazy cousin.

Seriously, though, this hurricane is really making hay for east coast residents. If you know anybody in NYC, keep them in your thoughts and sacrifices to Sleipnir.

I've been feeling a little..."raspy"

Sorry it's been so long since I posted any updates. Had to get some chest X-rays. Damn insurance company wanted to send me to a veterinarian! Bigots...


Good news though: The test results came back "nay!"

Kiss me, I'm an Irish horse!

This is me trotting in our town's St. Patrick's Day parade.

I bet you never knew I was a parade horse-man!

It's beer-o-clock!

You don't have to lead this horse-man to water to get me to drink (beer).

Horse-training is the new cross-training

After this, I did a few laps on the track.

"Is that supposed to be meta?"

That's what my wife asked when I suggested the idea for this picture. I guess it could be, but I hadn't thought it through that far.


This toy is just really creepy to horse-people such as myself. Not offensive or anything, just creepy. That's all I was saying.

Part of this horse's nutritious breakfast

A co-worker asks: "Do horse-people eat horse food or people food?" We're not telling.