THE ESSENTIAL HORSE

The Dreaded, Horse-Eating, Bathrobe Monster

The Dreaded, Horse-Eating, Bathrobe Monster

So, I get it. I’m not as attractive as I used to be. And in my bathrobe on a morning when I just don’t feel that great, I look pretty dumpy. But SCARY? TERRIFYING? A VISION OF UTMOST HORROR? That is apparently what my horse, Kodachrome, thought of me when...

Three Heads are Better than One

The other day, I decided to tackle the long overdue task of smoothing out the sand in my round pen, which I do by hand with a large landscape rake. I never imagined that this mundane and rather plodding procedure would make me an object of equine fascination, but...