I remember one spring when I put my horse out to get some of the springs boinginess out of him. He proceeded to run, buckfart, and pretend he was a wild stallion and even threw in some passage an Olympian would have envied. I mean he was actually more than a foot off the ground. Wow! Then I saddled him up and I could not get him to do anything. It was like riding an ironing board made of lead. He trudged thru his whole schooling session like it was a funeral march, shooting me crusty looks the whole time. Of course. I swear he smirked at me when I put him away.
Well everyone… I still haven’t sat on my horses!
We we had a nice week of light rain… my front pasture was looking great… I got a text from my ranch hand 😂 (my husbands parents, who live on the place) that my horses were in the front pasture…
I finally got out there… I was there maybe 3 hours earlier to grain everyone and had to go back to town… I have one that cribs and we just fixed the other gate he broke last week.
DH is working til Thursday… my pregnant self doesn’t really know how to fix gates plus the bottom clamp was busted.
I finally got the gate unhinged and put up… I turn around and there’s a baby cow on our side of the fence!
Horses were oblivious… I had 50+ head with babies at the fence freaking out… DHs dad who is a lot older, and pretty banged up… and my pregnant self… (I’m really starting to look huge now that I’m 6+ months) are trying to chase this calf back into the neighbors…
Anyways, Friday it’s suppose to be 80 degrees. My husband isn’t working. Horses have new shoes and have been wormed. Hopefully nothing else wild happens.
We are just going to do a barbed wire gate since they’ve destroyed it so many times. These are the same horses that busted down my brand new hot wire. I’m suprised the two strands of barb wire with orange flagging has kept them from doing anything dumb…