That’s the way a native to these parts will refer to a man who works with draft horses.
This is Reggie. He lives in town and has been logging with his horses up the road from us. I see him go by in the early morning, the mist still in the air as the sun tries to push through. On the way home the horses are ready for a rub down after a long working day. Reg has 4 drafts horses and switches them off on different days. It’s a treat to have him stop on the way by to talk for just a bit about whatever comes up. And then he heads on down the road for home.