Gressestressetur

Det var fryktelig varmt, riktig lummert, og hestene var klamme i huden og pelsen. Siden jeg hadde en super medhjelper i Gitte spylte jeg likegodt over hals og bringe på begge to. Sioux syntes nok at det var ganske deilig, mens Santee knapt nok kunne vært tydligere på at det er greit nok å bli spylt men GRUSOMT å være våt. Så han var på sitt aller mest uoppdragne når stakkars Gitte skulle leie på gressetur. Sioux oppførte seg helt fint, sånn bortsett fra at hun - på vei over jordet hvor vi får lov å kantgresse - knakk i knærne og rullet en helt imponerende mengde gress flatt...


It was terribly hot, and the horses were clammy. With help from my friend Gitte I hosed down their necks and chests to cool them. Sioux was pretty pleased, while Santee couldn't be clearer about not really minding the shower but HATING being wet. So he showed himself from his very worst side when we went out to graze. Sioux behaved well, except for - on our way across the field where we get to graze along the edges - suddenly stopped and was rolling, flattening an impressive amount of grass, before I knew what was happening...