Time to bring the horses in.
When the time came, the racehorses out at pasture returned to their stalls one after another.
"You really do turn a different color every day."
Koichi had brought over a brush.
Lately, Gold Ship had often dug himself a hollow in the pasture and rolled around in it.
With his coat that color, any dirt he picked up stood out immediately.
Every day after the horses came in, Mirai had to clean the dirt off him.
With less training now, he got fewer baths, so this daily brushing had become essential.
Neigh-
Shake, shake, shake-
Gold Ship neighed, then shook himself.
To be honest, he certainly didn't like those stiff brushes.
But after all this time, he had gotten somewhat used to them.
Go on, keep brushing. I'll get to enjoy my dinner soon anyway.
"Cough, cough-"
Koichi choked on the dust.
Gold Ship really knew how to pick his moment.
After clearing away the dust in front of him, Koichi went back to work.
He had practically done nothing all day except spend time around the horses, but it had certainly helped him unwind.
"Young Master, dinner is ready."
"Yeah, I'm just about done here. If this keeps up, we could put a horse blanket on him."
Koichi turned around as he spoke.
The easiest way to keep Gold Ship from getting dirty was to put a blanket on him.
"The weather's only going to get hotter from here, so let's not. I'm used to it now anyway."
Mirai smiled, carrying a small bucket.
Whenever she cleaned Gold Ship, she could chat with him and spend some time bonding.
"Well, it's up to you."
Koichi had only been making a suggestion.
Their ranch had plenty of equipment and supplies to help beat the