Clang

The ears are focused. The eyes are in direct contact. The lip raises, the lower jaw extends and the teeth find their purchase on the lower edge of the gate. With one delicate and practiced gesture, the gate resounds. Clang!

A hopeful moment, a sigh. I have failed to act. Again.

So he turns to the feeder bolted to the fence, which makes a nice resonant thudding sound. Once. Twice. Sigh.

Then to the pawing. A mighty right hoof, a muscular shoulder. Due to the recurrent excavation, we have placed a paving stone under the bucket, so he can make a nice scraping sound. It conveys disdain, with a touch of contempt.

It’s well worth it to delay feeding the horse just for the symphonic response.

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