Every day, Chloe sidles over to the gate, and whinnies for me to come and give her a bath. I am happy to oblige, it is one of my favorite chores now, a ritual of trust and affection. The water cools Chloe off and shoes the flies off of her, and she will stand there for an hour to get hosed down. I marvel that this big creature would stand so still and be so peaceful – sometimes her eyes close and I think she will be going to sleep.