Workaholic, deworming and tirednes

Well, she is soon ten o'clock in the evening. I just came home from a long day of work, away from my horses and everything that is inspiring and playful.
Tomorrow will be another day at work.

My title is not realy accurate, I am no workaholic, I prefer not to work. But at the moment, it feels like it is the only thing I do.

Well, I dewormed my herd the other day.

Eddie and Quatren both came running to get the shot. I guess because I trained with a shot full with mashed apples the day before.
Divino got insulted when I tried, and he was actually a bit grumpy the rest of the day. Eaven though I realy tried to make it smooth and nice for him.

And Franz just took it like a stallion. No big deal, nice with mashed apples.

Now, I am so freakin' tired so I need to fall into bed.

My wierd, much beloved boys <3