Our lovely reader, Heather, was beyond brave when she kindly sent us a sample of her De-Lyte Bites for Solo to try and review. These treats are "designed to replenish lost electrolytes" in the equine athlete while providing a tasty treat all rolled into one neat package. Each one is about the size of those Mrs. Pastures things and a serving size is four treats.

It was a hot and humid day when the taste test commenced. The stakes were high -- Solo is notorious for his ability to dismiss the tastiest item proferred if it does not meet his standards of "horse food." Even peppermints are usually rejected in a fit of snobbery. Then he begs for the next one as if it will taste any different.
The players:
Solaris. 14 year old Appendix QH. Food critic renowned for his cruel rejections.
Jeff. 9 year old Hanoverian/TB. Eager to please younger chap, always interested in new things.
Moxie. 11 year old Oldenburg. Lineage possibly traces back to a hippopotamus. Has never been known to reject something that fits in her cavernous mouth.
And of course, S.O., the professional treat-giver and bringer of scratches, who generously agreed to participate in this very scientific endeavor.
So it begins.
Solo: Mmmm, treat proximity possible??

GIMME!

This tastes weird.

BLECH! No likey! Now give me the next one.

Oh no! The critic has struck again with his derisive spitting-out-on-the-floor! But as we all know, no experiment with a sample size of one is very meaningful. So, from across the aisle...
Jeff: ME ME ME ME ME!

Yessss! I takey reject treats, please can I help you dispose of them?

Hmmmmm, this is intereshting, not quite what I expected...

Wow, that was weird, but I think I would eat another.

So now it's a tie at one to one! What will Moxie's verdict be?
Moxie: HEY! YOU! With the food! Bring it here!

I eat it and it is mine. MINE!

It was fine. Now want MORE!

So, the verdict is in. Horses with normal eating habits find that De-Lyte Bites are a tasty treat worthy of snarfing. Solo the giant food snob maintains his aloofness and refuses to lower himself the base levels of the masses. He will stick to his cheapie nasty smelling TSC apple licorice treats. Ew.

It was a hot and humid day when the taste test commenced. The stakes were high -- Solo is notorious for his ability to dismiss the tastiest item proferred if it does not meet his standards of "horse food." Even peppermints are usually rejected in a fit of snobbery. Then he begs for the next one as if it will taste any different.
The players:
Solaris. 14 year old Appendix QH. Food critic renowned for his cruel rejections.
Jeff. 9 year old Hanoverian/TB. Eager to please younger chap, always interested in new things.
Moxie. 11 year old Oldenburg. Lineage possibly traces back to a hippopotamus. Has never been known to reject something that fits in her cavernous mouth.
And of course, S.O., the professional treat-giver and bringer of scratches, who generously agreed to participate in this very scientific endeavor.
So it begins.

GIMME!

This tastes weird.

BLECH! No likey! Now give me the next one.

Oh no! The critic has struck again with his derisive spitting-out-on-the-floor! But as we all know, no experiment with a sample size of one is very meaningful. So, from across the aisle...

Yessss! I takey reject treats, please can I help you dispose of them?

Hmmmmm, this is intereshting, not quite what I expected...

Wow, that was weird, but I think I would eat another.

So now it's a tie at one to one! What will Moxie's verdict be?

I eat it and it is mine. MINE!

It was fine. Now want MORE!

So, the verdict is in. Horses with normal eating habits find that De-Lyte Bites are a tasty treat worthy of snarfing. Solo the giant food snob maintains his aloofness and refuses to lower himself the base levels of the masses. He will stick to his cheapie nasty smelling TSC apple licorice treats. Ew.