[ Well aware that horses are apt to eat baby bunnies whole if they find their burrows or munch on bird eggs of any kind, the revelation that Sleipnir apparently can eat an entire chicken doesn't come as much of a surprise.

He'd been considering saving the last apple for Mary Lou, but upon watching Sleipnir inhale the entire fruit in one bite, he fishes the second out of his pocket and offers it up to be consumed much like the first. ]

I can manage a chicken. [ Would be prefer it plain, or with all the fixings? Horses eat sage, but would Sleipnir want a proper roast or just cooked meat? There's so many things he has yet to learn about the new direction his life has taken. ]

Why don't you get lunch ready for us, I'll take the boys down to the paddock so Mary Lou can come out to play, too.