Hick has taken some vacation days, and took The Pony to the zoo and Grant's Farm today. I can't help but feel The Pony's emotion when I look at this picture he sent me:
Alas, poor Clyde. Behind bars. I know that if there is such a thing as reincarnation, coming back as a Clydesdale at Grant's Farm is like the epitome of horsiness. A private room with a view, snacks available, personal ventilation unit, free haircuts on a regular basis, new shoes when you need them, someone to style and comb your tresses, and probably a nameplate above your door.
Clyde looks healthy as a...well...um...horse! But it still seems like he's doing hard time.
I hope The Pony keeps his nose clean.