EVENING
WEDNESDAY 19TH FEBRUARY
In the fifties
Miss Doozer next door would have been called a Pocket Venus.
However as her
hobbies include horse riding and sword fighting “though she be but little she
is fierce.”*
In a
conversation about getting Ferretfingers washed at home I texted:-
How do you
feel about hosing down a young man?
And got the
following replies:-
“Well”
“Charlie horse
gets hosed in summer”
“He doesn’t
like it”
“And he tried
to bite the sheath cleaner”
“But I think
humans are different”
“Give me a
hoof pick and a scrubbing brush and I’m pretty good too”
“I can get a
nice shine on the hooves”
I asked:-
Do I want to
know what a sheath cleaner is?
Replies:-
“It’s exactly
what it says on the label. Geldings have
a bit more room ‘up there’ than usual and sometimes they need a bit of a clean”
“There is a
person”
“That person
is the sheath cleaner”
“Or the willy
washer”
“If you’re
being crude.”
I wondered,
via text, whether they ever had one on What’s My Line.
“Now I know
what game we are playing at the next Christmas night out at the barn.”
*that’s yer
actual Shakespeare that is.
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