Conversation with BO several weeks ago:
BO:  She has six horses, but I told her that I could only accommodate four, max, and even then I'd have to get a building permit and get a new run in built.
Me:  **crickets**

Conversation with BO a week ago:
BO:  I looked at my insurance and it's going to go up with four horses, so I'm going to tell her that she can only have the one here.
Me:  That's a good idea.  I don't think the pasture here is really suitable for more than three horses, and you'll have to start giving more hay because there'll be less grass.
BO:  Well <her trainer> had all her horses on dirt and didn't give extra hay and they did just fine.
Me:  **crickets**

Conversation with BO on Saturday:
BO:  So, the new horse (number four) will be here tomorrow at about one.
Me:  I thought you said that you weren't going to have more than three horses.
BO:  I said that I would have to get a building permit and build some run-ins.
Me:  No, you said that your insurance was going to go up too high.
BO:  Oh.  Well, I haven't looked in to that too much.  Five is the max, though.
Me:  **crickets**

Now, I know that her putting however many horses on her property is none of my damn business.  But this is where her barn is different from other barns:  there is only one real pasture.  Archie spent twenty minutes chasing the newest horse around, so if they aren't going to be buddy-buddy, that new guy has to prepare his skinny self to be chased every day.

Chubs

He's really, really sensitive to the bugs.

He's really narrow in his front end, so his owner prefers him to wear the neoprene boots at all times, except when eating.  I'm pretty sure BO reattached them in this photo.

Wuf

Super cute.

A little skinny, but mostly just needs some muscle.