[Olfaction is the sense of smell. For your Goggle tidbit today, “The Sense of Smell Institute is the research and education division of The Fragrance Foundation, the non-profit, educational arm of the global fragrance industry.” You’re welcome]
Work: AM heat therapy/PM groom & walk.
Report: group walk around 7/8 of the pasture, 90% relaxed.
Ramblings for the Day: Two firsts for the day. The walk was the quietest he’s been that far from the barn to date. At a halt 3/4 of the way through, he nibbled on the end of his leadrope as he does when he’s nervous [Tics]. Then he pulled the slightest bit ahead of me back to the barn, but overall a definite one for the win column.
Perhaps he was relaxed because he felt springtime fresh. Before the walk, I did something with Rodney that I never did with Previous Horse: cleaned his gelding space. PH was extremely possessive of his boy parts. Even whacked out on tranquilizers, he convinced more than one vet to leave him alone. Rodney didn’t cooperate, but neither did he object.
Unfortunately, I used an oatmeal & baking soda dog shampoo. When the two combined with the ammonia in the residue, the smell bought to mind badly cleaned train lavatories back when the facilities opened straight onto the track. Uggh doesn’t begin to cover it.
What is the worst smell you have ever found or created in a barn?