This lonely and bored horse, drove me crazy.
After spent some times with him, throwing some apples to catch his friendship, i was ready to got some pictures of his natural poise.
Beyond the electric fence, trying to photograph him, he was continuing moving back and forward, right to the left, but never with the right desired angle. He was playing with me, i bet.
So i got many imperfect snapshots, but every frame of that funny moment gave me something of precious, a not conventional memory of that short lived friendship.
I went back to my car with an idea in my mind. Looking at the horse one last time, I imagined him to be my crazy horse.

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