Tuffy and Finessa were playing hard this afternoon.
Tuffy grabs a mouthful of mane and neck, while Finessa spins in circles.
They break apart and run, trotting with their heads high and ears flying behind.
Tuffy runs up behind Finessa, who lets loose with both hinds. Smack! Right in Tuffy's chest.
They run, cantering with their heads low, ears flying and hind feet throwing in an occasional buck.
They stop, look at me, and put on their most innocent faces.
...and then they are off for more fun. Not my idea of fun, mind you, but clearly their's.