Is nothing sacred???

[Silke]

There is me, hanging up laundry.
And then there is Stormy.

"Hello? Is it me you're looking for?"


Stopped taking pictures, because I had to rescue my jogging pants...

 

[Toa and Ross]

Hi inspection here to see if your wash is clean enough! Stormy is a funny boy

 

[Cleopatra Beers]

Nothing like a horse nose checking to see that the laundry is all clean. Stormy is such a lover. How is the riding him coming along? Will you have him pull a cart ever? He is so handsome that he would be stunning with a cart.

 

[Silke]

I haven't had time to ride, unfortunately

 

[Yoda mom]

omg! cute alarm!!! stormy you are a hoot! extra scritches !

 

[Silke]

I was working in the veg plot, setting the corner posts for the raised beds.
It was quite warm, so I slung my sweater over the chopping rig.
Forgot there was a "Clothes Horse" in the field.

 

[Cleopatra Beers]

He just wants to be fashionable.

 

[Silke]

First my joggings. Now my pullover.
What's next? My undies??? Socks?

 

[Toa and Ross]

Every item you have is his!

 

[Cleopatra Beers]

Maybe he’s disguising himself for nefarious purposes.

 

[Silke]

Maybe he’s disguising himself for nefarious purposes.

I will NOT be surprised if I find Stormy, wearing my jumper and my joggings, sitting on the sofa when I come in.
I will not.
The rate he's going, my Netflix / Disney days are over. It'll be horse racing, rodeo, showjumping and dressage from now on.

 

[Cleopatra Beers]

Watch out if he starts asking for a Martini—shaken, not stirred.