my pet horse

I love that we have a horse next door. I don't know his name, but he lets me pet him and feed him hay and apples. I like to pretend he is mine. It's a pretty nice deal- none of the work that you take on when you actually own a horse, but then again, I don't get to ride him and only get to see him when he comes to my side of the yard. Maybe rather than pretending he's mine, I should just enjoy the fact that I practically live at a petting zoo with donkeys, horses, goats, cows, and peacocks. But peacocks shouldn't really be allowed into actual petting zoos. They aren't pettable.