Post by Essie-Jo on Oct 12, 2006 19:54:06 GMT -5
[Thursday, Oct. 12, 2006]
[7:40 PM]
Now that Hart was all squeaky clean and had a sheet over him to prevent not being squeaky clean, he was ready for his big, comfy box stall. Essie had already filled it with four or five inches of sawdust and an inch and a half of straw as bedding. It was clean, and there was fresh hay in the net and grain in the bin, and clean water in the bucket. A toy ball, apple flavored, hung from the ceiling for boredom stimulation, and a salt lick sat on its platform. "Hope you like it here boy." she said, patting his neck and letting him into his stall. He could turn around in it with room to spare. "You are a spoiled boy!" she said playfully as she left.
[7:40 PM]
Now that Hart was all squeaky clean and had a sheet over him to prevent not being squeaky clean, he was ready for his big, comfy box stall. Essie had already filled it with four or five inches of sawdust and an inch and a half of straw as bedding. It was clean, and there was fresh hay in the net and grain in the bin, and clean water in the bucket. A toy ball, apple flavored, hung from the ceiling for boredom stimulation, and a salt lick sat on its platform. "Hope you like it here boy." she said, patting his neck and letting him into his stall. He could turn around in it with room to spare. "You are a spoiled boy!" she said playfully as she left.
