Sunday, 31 January 2016

Looking like an orphan

It has been very wet recently.  She mended my stylish purple raincoat, but it turns out that it has a major design flaw.  In heavy rain, the water runs under the belly wrap and makes it very soggy, so that although my back is dry, my tummy is very wet.
She fished around in her tack room and produced an alternative costume.
I was not impressed with this tatty hand-me-down.  The shame of it.  I did not want to be seen in public wearing such a thing, so I went back in the stable in high dudgeon.
It is long at the back but tight round the shoulders and makes me look like an orphan.

I hid from public view until She finally conceded that it did not fit me well and removed the offending outfit.

Tuesday, 26 January 2016

My First Pedicure

I have seen the farrier come and go a number of times.  I've inspected his work and chewed his tool box, but this time he headed purposefully towards me carrying a large metal implement.  It turns out that this is for scraping your hoof.  The actual hoof scraping didn't hurt at all, but I did a bit of wriggling anyway, just to show that I am not a push over.
In the end my feet had been filed into a nice shape.  Apparently this is a kind of beauty treatment that I am to have every month to make sure that my toes stay in tip top condition.
My neatly manicured toes