I swear this will be the last post for today…
But that cute German town was full of cute German horses… and I had to try to pet all of them!
There were carts you could ride most of the way up the mountain to the castle. We did end up riding in one… I felt bad for the horses, but hey, my mom is 92!
First we had to fortify ourselves with German beer… and sausages and bread and cheese…
Oh, and I had to try the wiener schnitzel… because, you know, it is just fun to say…
And my mom really likes to get ‘fortified’…
This horse was bored, and was picking on his buddy.
I told him to simmer down.
And, well, you know… animals… and babies… love me…
So I got that all sorted out.
Join me tomorrow when we go up there… to that big, fancy castle on the hill.
Pouring My Art Out 
wiener schnitzel.. is very fun to say
It never gets old if you do it right
You speak horse German? Whew! Talented man. 😀
I speak hoarse horse German
Damn. Somebody beat me to the obligatory “horse whispering comment.” (For the record, Mine was going to be “I see you were pouring your horse whispering out.”) But it’s moot now.
No comment is ever moot… not here…
Were you able to horse-whisper in German?