The horses had their turnout sheets on because we expected rain. It's been chilly and drizzling, so I decided to keep them all in today. As I was walking past the kitchen, I spied flashes of blue and red with bucking legs....oh no.
I've been sick and forgot to close a gate. I guess it took a few minutes after feeding this morning for them to notice it was not latched. It's a BIG treat for the ponies to go out anyway, they don't get a lot of grass. There they were, Stryker and the ponies. Astro and Stryker dropped to roll, a really good roll in the Virginia Clay. UGH. Piero was too busy stuffing his face with as much grass as he possibly could.
I yelled out to them telling them they were in big trouble. Stryker stood up and looked at me. He looked sort of like a paint horse, execpt the brown was clay colored! I yelled to him to come on in, opened the main gate, and stood and watched. Low and behold he promptly came in. The clay was sticking to his face and clinging to his mane. He will never be white again! At least he comes when he is called.
Astro accepted the halter immediately. We walked in together and off I went to get Piero. The other two were watching intently. Piero thought he'd give me a run, but quickly decided he'd rather hang with his buds than run around the field. What good is a field if you can't eat the grass in it?
Ramblings of a backyard horse mom who listens to and learns from her horses.
