Wednesday, November 25, 2009

My White Face....

... which appeared, from a distance, to be the only clean part of me, upon closer inspection...



Was not.



And thus, I missed going for a ride due to general sogginess. And Brita said something about being tired of cleaning my halters. Then she gave me a nice, soft, conditioned one, a cookie and sent me back out in the drizz. No matter, I was enjoying the slop. I love being an outdoor horse.

1 comment:

Grey Horse Matters said...

Well, I'm glad you like being an outside horse. I've got one at home who looks just like you and it would be a contest to see which of you could be the dirtiest grey horse. You're both cute as buttons, dirty or not.