Saturday the horses came on my street. My husband went to the store and called me on the phone. He said to go look outside. I went outside and saw a big group of horses right across the street. I ran inside the house and got a carrot. When I went back out, the horses were gone. I saw these two little girls standing on this pathway, right across from my house. They started walking down the path, and I went on the path to look for the horses. They were up ahead on the path. The path ends and there is a big wash. The horses were all bunched up and some children were running at the horses. The horses ran down into the wash, there were 16 of them. Then the horses started coming up out of the wash. They went back on the path again. The little girls were standing a few feet in front of the horses and they started running at the horses.
The horses ran away, but two horses looked like they were running at the little girls. The girls were small, like 3 and 4 or 5 years old. The girls looked like they were going to run at the horses. I yelled at the kids to stop and get away from the horses. I told them they could get hurt running at the horses. They stopped. Then their parents come around the corner, calling their children to them. I told them their kids were running at wild horses, they could get kicked or stomped or hurt by running at horses and scaring them. I followed the horses. They went back up the street and got away.
I was scared their little kids would get hurt or killed by them. The parents were not even watching their kids. Later they knocked on my door. They were selling cookies. They recognized me and thanked me for saving their children. I told them never to run at horses.
I have not seen the horses lately, I wonder if they scared them off.