I'm glad to hear cooking is important. I remember a young man who came to the house (service provider of some sort) who needed to talk to me, but I was pulling a pineapple upside-down cake out of the oven. You'd think I was performing an ancient ritual of some sort. Is it a holiday? Someone's birthday? Special event? Uh, it's Tuesday if that's a help. I told him if he let it cool a minute, he could have some. Sent him on his way with 1/4 cake and an amazed look on his face. Making food had clearly not figured in his upbringing.
Not a drop. Red liquid goes all the way down right (off) front leg, down the hoof and...stops. Not a drop on the pavement or a trail of drops behind the horse.
As if this was applied while the horse was standing still on a flat surface.
Generation Jones Born 1954-1965 Too late to be boomers to early for anything else.