A Mule?

August 7, 2010 cont...
We headed up a short trail to an area that looked like there may be water following a dry stream bed. As we climbed the hill there was more green vegetation in the stream bed, then mud, then a small amount of water, when we got to the end of the  trail we found...

yes, you guessed it, more cows!

Where ever there is water the cows just camp out...

never moving too far away.

And over a hill we saw horses!

They must have been coming down for a drink and we startled them.

More way up on the hill side.

They all run back up the hill toward the others.

While I was watching the last group leave, pouting because we had scared them out, I heard
"Come down here quick there's burros!"

I got one shot as they evacuated the area also.

But he stayed, a beautiful Black stallion. He was calling and calling to the other horses who had just ran up the hill. In fact while we were eating our lunch down below I kept hearing a whinny off in the distance, maybe it was him.

He disappeared, then reappeared with water streaming from his mouth. It was then we realized there was a water hole behind a big berm of sand.

He trotted off up the hill in the opposite direction as the other horses, stopping often to call back at them. He seemed to be a little sore in the hind end judging by the way he moved, maybe aging.

Thunder heads rising.

Cute little bird in the water.

Up the hill we spotted another burro!

And then a mule?

A mule who was shiny, beautifully colored and snorting at us!

The Black Stallion came out from behind the Juniper...

and the burro followed, they were a family!

Off they went up the hill, a cute little hybrid family.

"We better think about leaving the storm is coming this way."

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