I got Cook’s wormer at lunch.

By the time I got off of work, she was already out in the pasture. So I walk out there and of course she’s walking towards me, happy, ready to greet mom. I can see the light in her eyes and the smile on her face! yay! mom’s here! I love mom!

I rub her and then grab her halter and shove the wormer I’m hiding behind my back in. Nasty paste. I set the amt for more than her weight cause we usually end up wasting some (which btw, didn’t happen, so essentially I OD-ed my horse on wormer today).

Cook looks at me with pure disgust and distain. She was completely OFFENDED that I have put nasty paste in her mouth. She walks away. I tried to make peace by offering her an apple and she literally smelled it and walked away again. Didn’t even take a bite. (I eventually gave it to Lincoln)
I believe I heard her call me a bad name.

Oh well. she will be free of roundworms and bots.