I am trying a new tactic. Once My Boy is haltered and out of the pasture, he gets his grain (supplement.) Since I do not feed him, I can't do this every day, but my hope is that it will make him a little more dependent on me.
I thought my horse would be up for bucking and running antics once we got to the arena, since he'd been mostly cooped up in a paddock for two weeks. But he was happy just walking and jogging circles.
Oh, do you like my new muck boots? The ones I was borrowing from Paint Girl were too big and I had to wear 3 pairs of socks with them. These look a bit clunky, but are much more comfortable!
Yikes, My Boy, where is your head?!
Whew, there it is. Buried in what is left of the green grass, of course!
Nope, you are not experiencing double vision. That is my silly boy double-haltered. The breakaway one is underneath and once I had him haltered, I was too lazy to slip it off. I know, isn't it mildly tacky? Get it? Tacky?? You know, horses, tack.....oh, never mind!
I had to move several of these teddy bear caterpillars out of My Boy's path as he grazed. They were crawling everywhere on the grass. Do you know what they do when you pick them up?
Oh no Pony Girl, you're putting me back into this little paddock again?
Yep, Saturday it was back in the little paddock until Sunday, the day of the big release! Besides, I know My Boy was going to really miss being pastured next to the mares. Paint Girl shot this undercover picture of them all canoodling last week!
On Sunday, this is what My Boy thought about being worked two days in a row. Uh, hello mom, I'm, like, totally recovering from a pretty traumatic hoof abscess here? Like, maybe another month off would be more appropriate?
After Sunday's mild workout, I took My Boy back to his own pasture. The first thing he did was drink water from his trough.
A-Ha Pony Girl! I'm back in the big pasture! It was so easy for you to catch me in that little paddock.....we'll see if you can catch me now!
What's the second thing my spotted pill did after being put back in his regular pasture?
Head for the closest patch of green grass!
Then he walked way out to the back to make sure his favorite dirt pit was still there.
Then, his nose led him to the fresh sweet smell of new shavings in his run-in shed.I had a hunch of what was going to happen next, so I quickly turned on the video recorder and this is what I caught:
Ya think My Boy was happy to be back home?? No more hoof boots and small paddocks! Knock on wood! Although, the breakaway halter is staying on for another week or two while I work on dropping his head for haltering. I don't have a clicker yet, but over the weekend I reinforced this with treats on the ground after he held his head down for haltering, and already I see an improvement.
By the way, I caught Morgan in the hay shed again. This time, instead of being stretched out ten times her size, she was modeling what those teddy bear caterpillars do when you pick them up.