Oi Mister I think yer orse is dead!

This didn't happen today but as I was again at the museum, I thought I would add it.
Whilst working one of the shires in the tip cart, a middle aged man, certainly not from the country judging by his clothing, came up to me and said. "Excuse me miss I think one of your horses is dead"!
I suggested that it was quite common for horses to lay down in the field and rest but he wasn't convinced and began to get a bit, well to say that he was being rude would be slightly too strong but he was getting close, so I said I would go and make the horse get up so that he could see that it was fine. Some more mumbling and suggestions that I didn't know what I was talking about came to me as I walked down to the gate.
There were the two horses both laying in the field, one flat out the other sat up.

Poor old fella having me poke him when all he wanted to do was have a chill out in what could be some of the last warm sun of the year just because some chap wouldn't be told!

As I got close and called his name the old fella lifted his head and looked at me, that was enough I tried to go with out disturbing him further but he got up anyway.