Ha Ha! I'm Not A Gift Horse

I'm a rescued nag living the life of Riley in a horse sanctuary. I might be long in the tooth but I'm not down in the mouth. :)

I have lovely fresh hay to eat but I'm partial to hazel twigs complete with their baby catkins at this time of year. In fact, it's something I crave when my coat is changing in the autumn. My body demands a form of indigestible fibre more than usual. A little hazel or dogwood when I'm out stops me munching my stable timbers.