horses' rumps 2

Again, I dreamed that I was in the midst of many horses that were travelling in the same direction in which I was walking. Like my earlier dream, before me was a sea of horses’ rumps of various shades of brown, grey, white and black. I need to move at a faster speed than the horses, so I had to weave my way through their legs, placing my hand on their rumps so that they would let me pass without alarming them, else they may rear and kick me. As a child I learned never to walk behind a horse for fear of being kicked—I was mindful of this warning as I wound my way through the horses.