Now since we don't usually have horses running around our park, I gave some sort of acknowledgement that I heard him, but I thought he was mistaken.
He keeps staring out the back window. After a while he says, "No, it's not a horse. It's a baby giraffe."
Now this I had to see! Alas, he kept trying to point the baby giraffe out to me, but I just couldn't seem to locate it.
I think I need to make an eye appointment for that boy.