
Once again, Chipeta let the band wander away (they weren’t too far ahead of her), then put on a spurt of the dramatics as she trotted her way back to them in the brief light from the almost-setting sun in a little open cloud window against a stormy sky to the south.
One of those lucky catches by the camera before she was obscured by the trees between us. π
Ha. And off she goes! Good catch, TJ.
She’s so funny. π As long as she’s known me, she thinks she has to watch me like a hawk β or like a mustang!
Very pretty pinto gal!
She’s aging lovely. π
What a lovely picture! Independent Chipetaπ₯°
Ha β she is independent for sure! π