Hair

No, not the 60s musical, but horsehair. Cupcake hair.

I've been clipping and currying hair off my old mare Cupcake for a couple of weeks. Clumps of her hair  are everywhere outside. Birds recycle it to make nests. The barncats pounce on clumps as if they're alien rats

The other day, though, Cupcake's hair appeared on my carpet. See?

Now, how could it have gotten inside?

I'll bet Jim-Bob had something to do with it!

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