Answers to the age-old question: “who’s gonna open the gate?”
- Lipizzaner: “No need for opening it! When are you all going to learn how to fly?!”
- Thoroughbred: “Let’s wait for the gate to open – when the bell rings!”
- Paint: “Yeah, what he said! Na na na na na na!”
- Arabian: “You’ll have to get somebody else to do it. My nails aren’t dry!” (hahaha, I know this is true. I own an Arab!)
- Quarter Horse: “Maybe if I push on it with my hindquarters, I could open it?”
- Standardbred: “Pity on all of you. I’ll figure it out. Just give me some time.”
- Polo Pony: “Wait a minute… let me get my stick and give it a few whacks.”
- Shetland Pony: “Let me at it! I’ll break the stupid thing and then you all can get outta my face.”
- Mules: “Oh, let’s just pack it in and call it a day.”
- Saddlebred: “Now, now. I’ll open it, if someone could help me with my shoes?!”
- Friesian: “I’ll do it! But do you think it will mess up my hair?”
- Mustang: “What’s a gate?”
- Belgian: “Step back! You all aren’t strong enough to do it. I’ll do it.” (…busts it down…)
- Morgan: “There, there. I’ll do it for you. No need to have such a big fit. Peace be with all of you. Is there anything else I could do for you after I get done with the gate?”
- Appaloosa: “Oh, hush all of you! Ya big bunch of sissies. No one is leaving ’till I say so.”
- Percheron: “I already opened the gate while you all have been arguing! I even went down the next row and opened all the other gates.”
*Courtesy of leadmare.com
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