We had a Sheenyman late 50's/early 60's. Mom would sometimes get carrots and let us feed the horse. It was a big deal to us then, like Facebook is these days..... One hot day, she dragged the garden hose out to the "alley", turned it on low, so the horse could drink from it, as kids we were fascinated with the animal. She would give glasses of water to the Sheenyman.