About five minutes ago, as I was basking in the morning mugginess of my muggy apartment, I noticed a noise floating up through the open balcony door.
‘Clip, clop, clip, clop,’ went the noise.
So excited, in fact, that I tore myself away from the table and started to make my way to the door.
I was halfway there when I realised… Of course it’s not a horse. What was I thinking? Firstly, a horse just couldn’t come up my street, unless it wanted to be turned into car-manufactured dog food, quick smart.
At the same time I that this thought, I remembered that horses aren’t the only animals that go ‘clip, clop, clip, clop.’
Can anyone guess what was walking up my street?