The mule down by the river


I photographed this mule on a sunny day last week down in the valley by the river. He was very happy having found his way to a nice lush patch of grass and couldn’t even be bothered to look up at me. I THINK he’s a mule and not a horse, I have never really worked out the differences. I do know he’s NOT a donkey 🙂 He was quite hairy but his mane was quite thin – I wanted to draw him in a thick mane but resisted the temptation. He was hobbled; his front legs loosely tied together which meant he could move about but not get too far. This is cruel and I believe may not even be legal now, however I passed another mule further along that had a tether to one leg tied to a rock and he was not happy about it at all as the patch of grass he wanted was just out of reach, so I feel maybe the hobbled mule was better off. I have a friend who will un-hobble them if she sees it but I am not so brave as to want to get near those hooves, that’s for sure. It is very much the Spanish way here.