Ride 'em, Cowboy!

I have always heard about the black cowboys in Philadelphia, but had never actually seen them...

I've heard stories about taking our horses out on the breaking cart into north Philly and surprising an unsuspecting normal sized horse tied to someone's front stoop, once in a blue moon--so I always figured if I saw some of Philly's urban horses, it would be in north Philly or in west Philly.

But today, I was coming down 19th towards Spring Garden when a dainty black pinto in Western wear clip-clopped from Spring Garden onto 19th and down towards Callowhill.

Cool.

Yay, urban horses!


This reminds me... One of my favorite things about interacting with the general public on the street (you know, the people who don't want to take a ride, but just want to pet my horse) is getting to talk to and educate people who have literally never ever seen a real live horse, let alone get close to one. Chip (or Pete or Trump or whoever) may be the ONLY horse they will ever encounter, and I get to facilitate that.

Also cool.