I'll just entertain myself

Clearly, you have forgotten Sheena, Queen of the Jungle. She rode zebras lots of times.

I vaguely remembered someone riding a zebra, but forgot it was Sheena. I thought maybe the comic strip The Phantom rode one also, but I googled a picture of him on a white horse.

I just hate it when I have to resort to fiction to find a good reference.

This article says a zebra can be ridden - but -

It also tells of a girl that figured out how to train one at the end.
https://slate.com/human-interest/2013/09/can-zebras-be-domesticated-and-trained.html#:~:text=So%2C%20yes%2C%20they%20can%20be,a%20zebra%20to%20be%20ridden.

Well, fan me with a blowtorch.

Had a nice walk. Fall colors are slow to come to east Texas. Many trees increasingly show a bit of yellow but mostly varying shades of rust. Squirrels everywhere. Going out of the neighborhood I saw lots of trash. A black plastic bag of something lay about midway. When we came home I noted somebody moved the bag to where I park. So when I did the trash a little later all I had to do was lift it into the truck. It held fifteen or twenty Red Baron pizzas. There was twice as much trash as normal today. They are still in a rage that we have a new camera by the mailboxes. As I have mentioned in the past, I am gratified that the messes they orchestrate for me are mostly alcohol, fast food and tobacco. That means their lives may well be short with miserable endings.

For years I've been seeing chamomile tea touted for its relaxing qualities and ability to help one sleep better. So I've finished off a box of it. At first I tried a few recipes with it but settled for plain tea by the end. It's not bad. But it doesn't make me sleep better, doesn't make me relax. So I likely won't buy more. I will stick with green tea.

I wrote Spellville as a short story with a somewhat hopeful ending. Then I expanded it by two thirds. By the final end, there was no land-based life at all. Just what could survive in the water, given the new scenario. Written before the pandemic, it's a dystopian pandemic tale.

how did all the land-based life die?

It was a pandemic. The people who could have explained it and tried to cure it all were dead from the first round.

We go grocery shopping most every Wednesday. This evening we broke into our hurricane stash, all of which we will use, then replace it all a little at a time. Got to keep it rotating.

I saw that.

Which end?

Since you replied, thought I'd put the essence of my reply back in. I realized that my reply was many posts after the point it was replying too. Therefore I needed a quote to provide consistency and didn't have the necessary time to get it in. Now it is complete.

Probably the end with the brain. Although I've known some individuals with no brain at either end.

I think the art is much deeper.......

I really don't have a theory. I just figure that many animals are more complex than we know and that many are not so different than us in many ways. The zebras were a surprise to me. I would love to observe a few firsthand without resorting to a zoo.

I have always felt a zebra was more in line with a ass. And, a horse was an animal genetically superior from asses or zebras.

I have always felt a zebra was more in line with a ass. And, a horse was an animal genetically superior from asses or zebras.

That's being judgmental.