Backseat Driver

 This is how I spent a lot of my mornings.

On the back of our 4-wheeler, or as our Portugese herdsman likes to call it, "his horse".

Whenever the horse doesn't start, I say, "Hey, my horse always starts."

Whenever the horse runs out of gas, I say, "Hey, my horse never runs out of gas."

Whenever the horse throws us off, I say, "Hey my horse never..."  Oops, wrong horse. I think that's the other way around folks. :)

Anyhoo, the horse is pretty fun to ride on, minus getting covered in mud, cow $%@&, and whatever else the tires decide to kick up.