Winter Sunshine

You may recall that I take shortcuts clipping Buddy, which he accepts with the grudging resignation of Eeyore. I had clipped him before the winter, and when the first nice day of spring arrived, I decided to go for a ride. I slipped off his blanket, but to my dismay, Buddy had returned to his mastodon self. I had no time to clip him, and I thought, I can take a shortcut. I headed out for a ride with friend Paula, who has a gentle giant Percheron named Dave. Dave and Buddy are paints with the same coloring, like Mutt and Jeff, only horses. By the way, I hope youБЂ™re following my references. Young or sane people may have to use Google. So Paula and I were on horseback, walking along in the sunshine, chatting away, when I noticed that Buddy was shaking his head more than usual. As furry as he was, he looked like one of those automatic shoeshine brushes they have in hotels. БЂњI guess heБЂ™s a little itchy,БЂ«I said. БЂњI didnБЂ™t have time to clip him.БЂ«БЂњHe looks cute, all furry,БЂ«Paula said, which is only one of the many things I like about her ...»