Where's the Bathtub?

Hot weather early in the day means horse-washing time at our house.  Time to get all of winter's deep dirt out.  Ella was super excited at the idea of giving her pony a bath.  We slathered on sunscreen, got hats, and pulled on our "horsey-girl" boots. 

The first job was to get as much of Flicka's remaining winter coat out as possible.  Next we trimmed her mane for the summer and gave her a bridlepath.  Ella picked out the horse shampoo, got the sponge and made bubbles in the bucket.  She looked at her pony and was nearly bursting with anticipation about how fun this was going to be.  Then, I saw a thought cross her mind.  Ella turned to me and asked, "Mommy, where her bathtub?"

I explained that Flicka doesn't use a bathtub.  Ella was beginning to look upset.  "How we give her a bath?" she asked.  "With the hose, like we give Fred (the dog) a bath."  "Oh!" Ella said, "Silly me, Flicka not have bathtub!"

And with that, there were bubbles everywhere.