This Monday makeover won't be a post broadcasting some awesome cut and color I got over the weekend. It's not even a cool piece of furniture that got spruced up thanks to a coat of paint. It is about the Paint in my life... Louie!
I was out at the barn Friday and I just couldn't bare to look at the long, shaggy hair that had taken up residence on his beautiful face thanks to this wicked winter! I've un-affectionately dubbed it his 'goat hair'. See it there? The long string hairs that are growing under his chin and jaw? Gag.
So what's a gal to do? Go after him with a comb and scissor? Um, no way! It would take me hours.
Being a resourceful farm girl, I broke out the power tools! Every horsewomen should have a pair of good clippers for occasions like this one. After powering up the clippers, I proceeded to shear as much hair off his face as possible. He kept giving me these goofy looks and I imagine if he could actually speak for himself he'd say,
'Is this really necessary?' 'I'm a boy horse, you know that right!?!' 'Facial hair is sexy.' 'What if all the guys laugh at me?'
Despite Louie's skepticism, I kept after it and even though we're a far cry from being ready to enter the show pen, I think he looks much better all trimmed up!
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| Ignore the long and fuzzy body hair, Mother Nature isn't fighting fair. |
And if I don't say so myself, I did a fine job! I'll never understand why Matt won't let me cut his hair?!?
