It's been ridiculously hot this summer. Last Tuesday it was 104 mid-afternoon. Way too hot to consider riding our wonderful pony. Instead we waited until evening and then went over to give him a cold shower. He stood so quietly while Equestrian Girl hosed him off with an almost dreamy look on his face. He had been sweating in his stall.
After the shower we took him outside to dry off a bit. The temp had dropped to 95 with a decent breeze. It almost felt cool compared to the 104. We settled into a couple of chairs and let Stanley graze around us on the little bit of grass that wasn't burned to a crisp. Our boy was quite content and so were we. Life is good. Even when it's hot.