Me: Yowsah, Lucy! Rough night?
Lucy: Don't you be blaming me for my haggard looks. You're the one who did my make-up.
Guilty. Fly season began a few weeks ago and I refuse to invest any more money on disappearing fly masks.
Instead, I am applying roll-on fly repellent around everybody's eyes.
The stuff works great, but fly repellent + dust storms = raccoon eyes.
Every morning before re-applying, I have to scrape and/or wash off the residue.
Lucy is the only equine I've ever met who loves having her eyes de-goobered.
Lucy: I feel like a new woman.
Lucy: Can you get that stuff with a little concealer added? I'm starting to notice some fine lines in the corners.
By mid-afternoon, Lucy's raccoon eyes were back but the flies were nowhere in sight.
Either the fly repellent is working or her looks scared them off. Whichever.
As long as I don't have to search the pasture for fly masks, I'm happy.