Mudpie is boarded at a co-op barn that's open to anyone and everyone in a certain "community." It's at the intersection of two busy roads, and across from a little parking lot with a gas station, dentist, hardware store, etc. There are frequently non-horse people that come and pet the horses. I've yet to see anyone feed them, but I'm obviously not there 24/7.
Mostly they go to the front row of horses, and only a few people actually enter the facility.
Mudpie is pretty far back away from the perimeter fence, so he doesn't get a lot of visitors, which I prefer. :)
If someone were to feed a horse or enter a stall, I would say something, but it's largely none of my business.
The hills were bathed in moonlight, the shadows not so stark;
Silver light reflected off his brown hide as he held me in the dark
– I love you, Mudpie!