Winter Interlude with Horses

[truepenny]

Quick trip out to the barn today, to bring Milo his new winter hood. I went into his pasture and showed it to him (he is phenomenally not-spooky, but he hates not knowing what's going on) and put it on. To my relief, it fits. (The sizes are medium and large, so his trainer and I had to guess whether he's what Dover considers a "medium" horse.) While I was doing that, Milo's pasture-mate came over and explained to me that he is a NEGLECTED horse whom NOBODY LOVES. Certainly nobody EVER scritches his poll the way it needs scritched.

Incidentally, it is difficult to fasten a buckle with a horse's nose in your ear.

So I petted both horses a little, and then, as it was their dinner time and my ears, fingers, and toes were all beginning to freeze solid, I came home.

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[heathwitch.livejournal.com]

But of course nobody ever scritches a poll right. Nobody. Ever. Because if they did, there would never be the need for it to be stritched again, right? :p