Today, the farrier came. We talked, we laughed… and I totally forgot to take any pics!
Not one. Nada.
So, tonight, after feeding, I brought out my camera and took pics of grasshappy horses! On the rotation, it was the Tennessee Walkers and Morgan night. (I try to graze in the 5 acres at night, when the grass is less potent.)
I opened the gates. First came BG. Then Wrigley, of course. He came running once he noticed that the gate was open. Then Finn sauntered out. Then Gwen. She was the furthest away and also she’s the oldest. She takes her time. Smart girl.
Happy horses. 5 acres of low, new grass. Dangerous but lovely.
PONY HEAVEN, DONKEY, TOO!
Little Dodger is a bit afraid to go into the big field. He will only go if Norma goes with him, and he stays by the fence. I think he isn’t confident anymore, since he doesn’t see as well and doesn’t hear hardly at all.
So, since he yearns for green grass, and there is PLENTY outside of his paddock, Hubby lugged over some panels so that I could erect a little green grass stall.
I figure I can make a little maze out of panels. Extending every few days… fresh grass… a little more… pretty soon they will have the whole area around their paddock nice and mowed!