We'd been out yesterday and it was raining and cold. When we came home, Anya was standing out there in the freezing rain. I have to shake my head because there's no reason for her to be standing in the rain. She has a perfectly nice barn that will keep her dry if she'd just go in it.
Then she had the nerve to look at me like it was my fault she was cold and wet! I know she's a horse, and horses are made to get wet and be in cold temperatures, but it just boggles my mind that she'd actually want to be cold and wet. She really didn't look very happy about it and was sure to shoot me a few dirty looks to make me feel guilty for something I didn't even do.
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