So he of the super spotty butt was upset that I was wearing his bridle. Imagine how I felt, reduced to putting in my royal mouth a bit that had been in the mouth of a peasant.Fortunately I was able to convey to my SPS that I would not tolerate not having my own bridle. She manage to acquire a headstall befitting my royal nature. I especially appreciate the rosettes, while the horses are not white like me they are indeed of a regal nature. The headstall matches a breast collar that the SPS's grandfather owned, that she now has. I wore this royal crown the last time we went for a ride and worked nicely. The other horses were clearly impressed and gave me the adulation that I so deserve. Tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito (Yield not to misfortunes, but advance all the more boldly against them)
Somewhere far away from the civilized world, The Wilds of Washington State
Sir Darby is a 20 year old appaloosa /Percheron cross. A royal horse who has been displaced and is now living at a working ranch. He is training his SPS (special personal servant) the proper care and handling of a royal horse.