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141 pages, Kindle Edition
Published October 29, 2021
Me: There's a letter there for you, by the way.
CCI: OK, thanks.
CCI opens letter
CCI: Oh, it's just the dental report for the pony.
Me: The pony's got a dentist?
CCI: Er, yes.
Me: Amazing. So it regularly sees both a doctor
and a dentist, as well as a shoemaker. You'll be telling me that it has a daily session with a chiropractor next.
CCI: No, don't be ridiculous.
Me: Thank goodness for that.
CCI: It's just monthly.
Me: FFS. No wonder we never have any money.
CCI: Right, I've got to head out, I'll see you later.
Me: OK. Where are you going?
CCI: I have to get to the stables, the horse masseur's due any minute. Oh, and if a lady turns up while we're out, just tell her all the rugs are in the garage - she'll be dropping off the clean ones.
Now, a lot of horse people have lorries to chaufeur their nags around in, and this seems logical enough. Horses tend to be quite big and you generally can't get them into the back of a car even if you fold the seats down, but when you think about it, horses have played a blinder here. If you go back a century and look at any old photos of cities, towns or anywhere else with roads, you'll notice something straight away. There'll be horses everywhere towing a wide range of contraptions behind them to move people around in. People domesticated the horse so that, among other things, they could travel around with greater efficiency and comfort, essentially letting the horse do all the work. Fast forward to today, and wherever you look in the countryside, you see horses being driven around by people, often in hugely expensive lorries with every luxury in the back to ensure the horse is as comfortable as possible. I don't know whether all the horses got together to hatch a plan or not, but somehow they really managed to beat us at our own game, and you have to hand it to them.