This morning I went to get Shae out of his stall and turn him out around 8:40 when he was fed at 6:30. I called his name and I wasn't greeted by his classic grunt and a pair of fiery chestnut ears visible over the door, which is unusual. I opened the door, not sure what I'd find, and there he was laying at my feet right next to the door, eating his hay while lying sternally. Breakfast in bed, really?! He would have had to have eaten his grain, started eating his hay, and then decided to lay down and finish eating. What a character!
Hey you! Whatever happened to my riding vest?
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