I have recently developed the gift of predicting rain. The day we choose to do barn chores will inevitably be wet. Never mind the fact that the preceding 2 days were sunny and warm! And like usual, as we walked out our back door today, the rain drops began to fall. At least it was above 40.
As we clean each stall, E and I have gotten in the habit of releasing that animal into the trail course area so he/she can stretch his/her legs a bit. Ginger nickered as E walked her out, obviously happy to have a bit of freedom. She ran around the poop pile and visited with her friends until it was time to be returned to captivity. Before putting her away, E tried some flexing exercises with her for the first time; it took Ginger a few moments to figure out what was being asked of her, but she eventually got it. These ground work exercises are a good way to get the mare re-focused on her job. She was very docile as E led her back to the stall, in contrast to the wild-thing that had just moments earlier been charging through the barnyard.
Curly was more than happy to take his turn at freedom. He, too, charged through the barnyard and at one point mis-judged the slide factor when stopping in mud. He slid right through a web strap that was blocking off the barn, broke the snap and then fell over in the main aisle of the barn. Luckily, the only thing damaged was the snap; he quickly got up and charged right back outside and to the far field.
Varmints are getting into our grain lately so we transferred some to a big plastic bin. I'm surprised, actually, that it's taken this long for them to discover the stuff....
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