My house has a nice big upstairs. Perfect for lots of yummy hay. Only access though is a staircase. Not so perfect for fillin with yummy hay. We've been keeping my yummy hay just outside my stall. Great for my making sure I always got enough. But, it means I only gots about 20 bales at a time.
So, my dear Dad is hard at work...
He'll probably have it all done tomorrow, then he'll put a trap door in too. That way when I'm running low downstairs, Mom can just drop yummy hay down. For a non-horse Dad I must say he's a first rate guy.
His Mom was munching this peach. But, not for long. Lincoln stole it!