let sleeping dogs lie...

here's Sally sleeping like a dead dog, totally zonked out on our bed. the only life signs are occasional wheezing from her. She is totally kaput after a hard day's work at the riding school. Robina brings Sally over there since there are open spaces to run and many other people to keep Sally amused and occupied. Sally makes herself useful by begging for scraps, chasing chickens, bark at horses, eating horse shit, hoof clippings (aka horse toe nails) and generally reverting to her previous existence as a scallywag street stray. Then Sally comes home, gets hosed down by yours truly and chonks out for an exhausted sleep. you know what they say, a tired dog is a good dog. no energy to be up to mischief!