I'm back again next month, and can hardly contain myself, as I get another stable (do forgive the pun) of pets to play with! Members of my family work in the horse racing world, which could go some way to explaining why I adore the smell of leather, and why I feel such a sense of nostalgia and comfort whenever I visit the location. When I was young, I had spent a lot of time cleaning the tack (there's also two human saddles in the dungeon, by the way).
Since I had neglected to try on a pair of the almighty pony boots, I sorted that this time : )
