I saddled Blue up this morning. The temperature was already over 80, and the sun was beating down with a vengeance. So I simply walked Blue around the pasture and the neighborhood for a little while, letting him plod along like an old plow-horse.
When I was ready to put him up, Cliff said, "I'll bet he'd like to have the sweat washed off him and cool off a little."
Sure, why not? So Blue got a quick shower.
Can you tell he's enjoying it?