Anyway, on a lighter note, we've cleared out all the training pens in preparation for the new horses to start. I'm thinking that Simon, Alvin, and maybe Batman will be ready to follow us into training pens tomorrow. Everybody is doing great -- except Mr. Robin has still yet to eat from our hands. During dinner feeding, we made sure to drop as little hay as possible on the ground in hopes that he would quit being a vacuum and decide to eat from our hands. He did nose the hay in Pat's hand, but unfortunately he made contact with her finger, which totally freaked him out and he didn't end up taking any hay. Hopefully tomorrow morning he will be hungry enough to eat from us.
Since the old "wild" horses have been taken out of the training pens, Ginger and Greta have been reunited -- happily best friends as long as it's not feeding or training time; then Ginger becomes all bossy and feels the need to remind poor Greta what a grouchy old lady she is.
Ginger eating breakfast and Greta giving her a WIDE berth to get to her own bag on the other side. |
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