"Yes, but I never said to find a hat that's more painful to look at than the sun bouncing off your head was." If he'd known then that he needed to specify something like that he definitely would have though.

"She's cleaning it. It's what they do. Fur bearing animals in general, not just horses... Seriously, is yours even alive anymore?" Asher asked, leaning back and attempting to catch sight of any movement in his horse's pen.