It is nearly zero but thank heavens the heavy winds and snow are done for now. This may sound really stupid but I was smelling my horses tonight. I went down to feed and I stay with them til they are done with their grain so that chubby Abby does not run lean and muscley Riley off his grain and get ever fatter. We don't lock them in their stalls at night. They can come in the barn and their stalls at will. So, I was rubbing them and talking to them and going from stall to stall and sniffing. Then I decided to compare scents because years ago I noticed that there was a huge difference between the scent of my arabian and the scent of a thoroughbred that I was boarding for a friend. The difference was so apparent that I could have picked them out by scent blind folded. Riley definitely has a stronger and "spicier" scent than Abby. She has a very mellow scent. They are all horse but different but similar. Am I making sense?
How weird I am, but I remember being a little girl and fighting my mother about washing my hands after stroking a horse. I wanted to keep the scent as long as possible but she wanted me clean. Now I can just bathe in the scent and get as high as I want, and it is all legal.
How wonderful.
