Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Fluff butt

It's that time again.  Time to clip the pony yet again.  I feel terrible plotting to strip him naked when the temps are about to drop another 15*, but he's been puffing a bit lately so it's got to go.  Despite all of my clipping, he's got more hair than half the horses in the barn that have gone unclipped.

I don't know who hates clip day more, me or Theo.  Actually, I think my boobs hate it the most.  My bra is the most amazing hair trap and even with a rain coat zipped all the way up, torture.  Horse hair garments used to be an act of penance.  I understand that.  Completely and intimately.


  1. Haha I've left Zoe's hair so far. We'll see how this goes. It's a lot of hair.

  2. I don't wear a bra when I clip! I put a couple of shirt layers on and try to pick a time when there aren't too many people around. Not like the girls will be flopping around or anything.

    1. I . . . never thought of that. Huh. I bet no one will be there Sunday morning . . .