Hard to believe my delusions of grandeaur rest on such an ugly bugger...
Oh well, like momma says, "A person can get awful tired of packing hay and water to a pretty horse that has no talent."
Moon was not real impressed with his first day at work. It was a mighty effort to stretch out and keep up a working walk.
I ponied the Sta-Puff Marshellow buckskin too. Poor fat bugger was huffing and puffing after 10 minutes. I know how he feels. Megan and I have been talking about getting out and walking/jogging for the last week. Just the thought makes us tired. So we have continued to poke at each other's 'muffin tops' and joke about how fat we are.
Strawberry wintered well too...
But Strawberry is Strawberry. Unlike a lot of horses, he never looses his form. No matter what shape he is in, he just travels 'cute'. Meg is pretty excited that there is a show just a few weeks away and wants to have the Berry Butt ready for that.
There is no way I'll have Frosty(the buckskin) ready by then. But maybe Moon will be ready to show in a reining class.
Even the brat, Shooter got a bit of a workout. Man, does he need more of that. Sometimes I wished I had more Moon and Shooters...but then I work with them and I remember why there are not more. These are not 'easy' horses. They are dominant, opinionated and belligerent when they don't get their way. Shooter got a few good whacks in the shoulder and neck to remind him he needs to stand and walk beside me...not on top of me.
And then there was this little mud monster...
And this pic was taken AFTER she had been groomed-LOL. Three fourths of Beretta's pen is dry. WHY does she insist on laying and rolling in the mud?
There is nothing like spring to make a horse decide people are good for something in their life...Beretta has enough hair for 3 horses and the poor little girl isn't shedding a lick of it yet. Ohhhh...does she love her grooming time now.
I was laughing at her 'jug' head, but most of it is hair...
I'm tempted to take the clippers to her jaws and throatlatch, just to see what's under there-LOL.
Beretta's joints have cleaned up. All the lumps are gone and they feel nice and tight when I pick her feet up and roll them around. Whew! It's pretty obvious how much better she feels too. She bucks and kicks and runs around. Boy, is she going to be a catty little thing. It's so natural for her to stick that hindquarter in the ground and can she ever spin around and leave-WOW. Just like her momma! That was the one thing that endeared big, clunky Chunk to me. That mare can STICK IT!
I'm sure people have wondered why I put that much effort into making sure Beretta got over her joint problems...it's not like youngsters are worth much on the open market. But ya know...I don't raise horses for the open market. I raise them for ME. I know what these horses are going to be when they grow up. I don't have to wonder or hope they are going to turn into nice, capable horses...I just know they are.
Next on the list of getting everyone back in saddle horse form...DA feets! If we manage to make it a couple more days without rain, I'll start hauling to the desert to ride. My boys need to cover some miles.
Man, it feels good to be back to the horses!!