She came to the Dogtor's family when he was young. She was a bit of a rescue, not well taken care of, and already too arthritic to ride.
I wasn't raised as a Horse Person, but I'm quite in love with Whispy. She's so friendly that she hovers, which used to get my adrenaline going a little, but now I love her. I love her smell, her impatience with the goats, her kindness with my kids. I can feel a little horse fever brewing....
Here's a video of a much-needed grooming session with Old Whisp, who is wooly and getting rid of her winter coat. She's making her that-feels-good face, flipping her upper lip. Her eyes are full of wisdom - just look. And she also wants the hens to shut up, I think.
Z just wants to get out of the stroller and eat stuff. F, as usual, is full of opinions, and starts the video off with a pronouncement that "We have a LOT of things to do."