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I haven't been very good at keeping my horses groomed lately. Midnight needs his face washed - at the least. He grows the furriest winter coat and starts to lose it in the spring so he really is a mess right now. When Daryl saddled him up this evening, I took one look at Midnight and went back in for my scissors.
Every boy has probably had a time when their mother gives them a really bad haircut and today was just Midnight's turn. That hair was hanging down almost into his eyes and I chopped it off! It looks a little like a bowl cut and he is not happy about it. While giving Jonathan a ride around the yard, he thought about bucking him off, but Daryl had the lead and stopped that little bit of monkey business.
Sorry, Midnight!
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