the floor. The window panes were polished to a high gloss, the bars of the boxes were painted a flawless shade of green and there was a neat nameplate on each door. In her box, Cecelie immediately went to work on her food.Fee watched the mare eat.
"What does v. Gleeful L'amour a.d. Ultima mean?", Tyson Fee tore from her thoughts.
"Those are Cecie's parents. The v. Stands for von Gleeful L'Amour, that is her father and ad Ultima means from the Ultima. Ultima is her mother and it means something like from the Ultima series, do you understand what I mean? "
No, Tyson didn't understand at all, but nodded his head anyway so she wouldn't think he was completely stupid.
"Then we'd better start mucking out now.", Said Fee, "As you have probably already noticed, the stable building is gigantic. It has to be like that, because we have six complexes here. One for the Trotter yearlings, one for the gallop yearlings, one for the mother mares, one for the stallions and another for the racehorses, which is again divided into trotters and gallopers. "
The young Japanese's jaw literally dropped. "Do we have to muck them all out now?"Fee started giggling. "But no. The mares and their foals are in the paddock, so a part of this stable will be dropped and this one too, because Cecie is the only one here and her box was already made earlier. The race horses and stallions were already this morning The only thing left to do now is the yearling stall for the galloper and five boxes for the mares because they have not yet foaled. "
"And how many boxes do we have to muck now?" Tyson asked sullenly. He didn't feel like rummaging around in the horse manure.
"Twenty.", Fee answered indifferently. "But don't worry, it's really quick."
Tyson followed Fee down the stable corridor. They went through a massive wooden door and found ishc in a square room. Countless lead ropes were hanging on the walls, three wheelbarrows were neatly lined up next to each other and apart from pitchforks, brooms, etc. there was plenty of cleaning stuff, bandages, blankets and holsters. Fee took possession of a wheelbarrow and first loaded it with a pitchfork, then she opened the door opposite the one through which they came and came into another stable corridor.This looked exactly like the one in front of it. Only here were all the boxes empty. Tyson also grabbed a wheelbarrow and followed her. They made a box together because Fee first had to explain to him how to properly clean a box. Then there were seven left for each.
"How many horses do you have here?" Tyson tried to start a conversation.
"Around two hundred.", Fee answered easily. "But, a few are also on the racetrack and not all of them are our own. Some are just boarding horses that should be trained here."

After they were finally done, Fee went into the house to get some cold lemonade. For it was spring it was damn warm outside, almost hot. Tyson sat down on the porch steps and closed his eyes. The work was more exhausting than he had thought. Aiofee came out of the house with two glasses. She handed one to Tyson, who accepted it gratefully. There was an icy silence between the two.Tyson was too exhausted to talk, and Fee was absorbed in the mother mares on the paddocks. The four dogs from earlier came trotting out of the barn. The blue-haired man turned pale around the tip of his nose when one of the Rottweilers nudged him with his snout.
"Don't panic. They are very nice and only bite if you tell them to. The two Rottweilers are Freddy and Monster and the two Dobermans are Jason and Killer.", Fee introduced.
Tyson found it uncomfortable to be near the dogs and quickly drained his glass.
"Come on, I would like to introduce you to a few more." Fee said finally.
So Tyson followed her back to the local stable complex.