I sure do love my Bella, but you wouldn't know it from the miniscule amount of time I spend with her. Farrier visits every 6-8 weeks, deworming every now and then, the occasional belly rub. I had definitely let her mane get into a terrible tangled mess again. I didn't take a picture until I'd already untwirled and untwisted and mostly untangled it.
It was nice to get her away from the always invasive Scout and spend a little one-on-one time.
We decided to hide from the wind in a tight spot in one of the grain bins.
We must've been in there for at least an hour. It was nice and quiet and warm.
She didn't mind, it was an all-you-can-eat buffet.