I have had my fair share of showers with 'MrF' - I deliberately type 'with' because we both landed up equally wet'. It took him some time to realise that it is better if he just stands still and let me get on with it.
At first it was the evil yellow sponge, than once that was 'tamed' it was the horse-eating, yellow hosepipe (there seems to be a colour range of 'evilness' and yellow being especially evil ... remember the yellow tape-measure story?).
But nowadays washing down 'Mr F' is a simple routine; I do put on 'Mr F's head collar (on him, mind you!) with lead rope and let the rope loosely rest on my shoulders. That is enough for him to understand that he is not to wonder about. He is reasonably patient and lets me get on with stuff.
I found a new brush for washing him down which he likes; it has a sponge attached to it and this sponge is sourrnounded by one row of medium soft bristles. Prefect for leathering and rubbing medicated shampoo down to skin level.
'Mr F' seems quite happy with this and with his bag of soaked hay for snacks in between.
While I let the shampoo do its work for 10 minutes or so I observe his shape ... and I have to say I am not all that happy with it. His 'bum' muscles are not quite where they should be. It's time again for another visit of Neill ... (you can search this blog to find the posts where I describe his work, it is rather special!).
'Mr F' ... here temporarily tied up due to other people being in the yard.
A great brush for shampooing your horse.
While collecting the droppings, the crew comes and visits.
'Mr F' herds 'Luke' who herds little 'Sam'.
'Luke' is really enjoying having a small guy with him that he can command about ...
... and use as grooming pal even though little 'Sam' can barely reach ...
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