I took Billy to the nursing home yesterday. My sister took her Jackie. A friend took some little nigerian dwarf goats. It was Western Day at the nursing home, so we were part of the theme activities. Billy enjoyed himself. He was into licking--chairs, shoes, blankets, hands. Kind of nerve wracking as one never can trust an animal. But he was all good. The goats made some messes but our horses had perfect manners.
He had not worn his Cavello glitter boots since Christmas. I had trouble with the front boots fitting--I know his toes are still too long. We are slowing working on them.
He had not worn his Cavello glitter boots since Christmas. I had trouble with the front boots fitting--I know his toes are still too long. We are slowing working on them.
