I thought you might like to know what horses do for fun in the spring.

Any guesses?

I’ll save you the trouble of coming up with an answer.

They shed.

Big time.

All that nice fluffy hair that keeps them warm in the winter needs to vamoose. Get goin’. Be gone.

Invariably, those are the days I forget and wear white or yellow or light pink to the pasture.

After all these years, you’d think I’d get this. But, I don’t.

This is coming from a woman who took a light pink sweatshirt on a weeklong river trip in Utah. All I can say is it wasn’t so light or pink by the end of the trip.

Pepper sheds out quicker than Bud. All that dark hair flies everywhere and sticks to me. She does look nice when it’s over. Pepper only has a few longish hairs on her tummy. And they’ll be gone soon. She’s sleek as a racehorse.

Bud sheds much slower. He has Cushing’s Disease which causes him to hang on to his hair. I’ll tell you more about that another time, when I finally understand it.

Just know, he’s still a bit hairy, though not as bad as some years when he looked more like a wooly mammoth than an appaloosa.

Sorry Bud, but it’s true.

As for me, I’m sure glad I have a good washer. Maybe I’ll buy a grey sweatshirt.

Then again, where’s fun in that?