Chapter 33: A London Cab Horse
Jerry kept us very clean, and gave us as much change of food as he could,
and always plenty of it; and not only that, but he always gave us plenty
of clean fresh water, which he allowed to stand by us both night and day,
except of course when we came in warm. Some people say that a horse
ought not to drink all he likes; but I know if we are allowed to drink
when we want it we drink only a little at a time, and it does us
a great deal more good than swallowing down half a bucketful at a time,
because we have been left without till we are thirsty and miserable.
Some grooms will go home to their beer and leave us for hours
with our dry hay and oats and nothing to moisten them; then of course
we gulp down too much at once, which helps to spoil our breathing
and sometimes chills our stomachs. But the best thing we had here
was our Sundays for rest; we worked so hard in the week
that I do not think we could have kept up to it but for that day;
besides, we had then time to enjoy each other's company.
It was on these days that I learned my companion's history.