How to Tame a Clotheshorse

Yesterday I wrote about my new “Hey” tic and how I was certain it wasn’t the kind horses eat. Now I’m not so sure – this evening my tics went all equestrian. Well almost – I started chatting to the clotheshorse that sits in the corner of my room.

“Clotheshorse, go to Maine.”
“Clotheshorse, you have a lovely mane.”
“Saddle up, clotheshorse.”
“Time to do dressage, clotheshorse.”
“Don’t bite me, clotheshorse.”

Rather unsurprisingly the clotheshorse remained silent and motionless in the corner.

Even though I’ve clearly become a horse-whisperer, I’m not sure my clotheshorse will be paying any attention.

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