Guess I was a bit too enthusiastic about the trailer being fixed. This time the side window came off, and JP can't fix it. So -incroyable- he has to make the six hour trip to Indiana again on Monday. They are very lucky to deal with JP and not with me!
Grooming Remy today I noticed again a sappy substance clinging to the inside of his upper hind legs. This has puzzled me for a while now, and I wanted to ask the vet. I suspected urinary issues, but clearly whatever sticks to his legs is not urine.
I mentioned it to Lisa, Topline's barn manager and resident expert on equine care, today. Her dead pan answer had me first stumped and then laughing until I was in tears. How do I phrase this politically correct? Oh, I'll just write it: Seems teenage Remy is a typical boy and has wet dreams!
I've never come across anything like that with the other 'horse boys' in my life. But then, Remy got to enjoy the ladies back in Montana. Guess he lives vicariously in his dreams and as JP pointed out: It's very understandable - Remy lives wall to wall with the hottest filly in the barn.
Like the saying goes: It takes one to know one :-).
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