Here's my four-year-old horse, Bo, otherwise known as Bo-Bo, The Bo-ster, Bodel-ee-o-do, and, finally, The Big Flapper. Why the Big Flapper? Every morning around 6 AM he sticks his head out his window and whinnies for his breakfast. He jolts us upright in bed. I say, eyes crusted over with sleepy dirt, "Well, Bo has the biggest flapper around--for a horse. None of our other horses ever yelled like that." Then we get up and paddle downstairs, sure to hurry because if we don't get out to the barn pronto, The Big Flapper will have something to say about it.
See the white tail? The bird used some for its nest.
Next: a picture of Curly.