I was greeted by this face, which seemed promising...
|Hi there! Do you have a carrot for me?|
|Crap. You're going to want to ride, aren't you?|
James didn't seem to be too enthused about the prospect of riding, either.
|No! I don't wanna go. You can't make me!|
|Oh, alright. But only because you gave me a carrot.|
James thought that maybe he could escape riding by digging his way to China.
|Maybe I can dig my way out of this. Or maybe I'll just have a good roll.|
No horses were harmed during the making of this photo montage. They were however, susequently ridden. They survived that as well.