Coming soon to my barn ...
I am brushing my big horse Toby. Down the neck, over the withers, along the belly. He is making goofy faces of sheer joy. I am running my free hand along behind the brush when I feel it.
The winter coat. It's coming on. Soon my sleek and handsome percheron will be transformed into a wooly mammoth.
Yeah, and you thought they were extinct.
