Spring Sprung (Then Changed Its Mind)

It’s warm! It’s cold!  However, it’s shedding season no matter how you look at it.  Lucky is fat and lazy after spending all winter off (what with the ice and all) but along with Easter, robins, and song sparrows going south while juncos go north, the surest sign of spring is when the horse starts coming out in clumps.  Yesterday was warm enough I almost regretted wearing a hat while we walked the dogs.  This morning, the ground is frozen solid again.  

The search for a buddy for Lucky continues.  Stay tuned–there are leads.  I hope he has not developed any sort of complexes about redheads.

Merry Christmas!

With peppermint candy canes and alfalfa for all!  (Since the alfalfa was the only kind we could get, His Royal Highness has decided that he does not care for grass hay.)

Fall Foliage

We’re going for a ride.

Checking out the turkeys out by the apple trees. And where is the Corgi going?

Across the field…

The fall foliage…

Getting Down to Work

As much as not having ridden much in months and the weather allows, of course. For the observant, yes, we’re riding in the corral, because there basically isn’t anywhere else except the field, and for his first ride here, I’d rather stick to inside the fence. (Yes, safety mavens, the fence is off.)

We have an escort. Actually he’s just looking for an excuse to hang out under the corn crib where the skunk lived.

Pardon my sweats but it’s 93 and it’s not like we’re jumping.

Despite a brief pause to fuss over the tractor and cutter in the field, not that he hadn’t been staring at it all day, he did pretty well. Even cantering, not for long, true, but he managed to get the lead both ways and held it through a half-circle. We also went up the hill behind the barn, which was fortunately not at all exciting.

Since he worked SO HARD (in his mind) he got a Vetrolin bath and a special treat:

“See? CLEARLY, I worked. I wouldn’t get a poultice otherwise. Obviously I am in intense work. More peppermints.”

Yeah, he probably didn’t work THAT hard, but pampering never hurt anyone. In any case it’ll keep the flies off his legs.

Sneak Preview

Lucky continues to settle in. Had a few leads on a pasture mate (despite hearing “If you buy a goat, you are NOT bringing it here”) so we’ll see where that goes. Hopefully he’ll have some company soon.

Take a look who came to visit today:

Lucky does not usually have this big a crowd for his vet visit. And those are just the people you can see.

No guarantees that he’ll be on the show, but you can see the new season of “The Incredible Doctor Pol” and Lucky’s new neighborhood on NatGeo Wild starting August 25.

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More Pictures!

Lucky realizes what I had in mind when I put those wraps on him. Irony: we have a trailer with a ramp because OLD OTTB wanted nothing to do with step-ups, and he was a bad loader.

So where are we going?

Where are we?

Oh. We’re here. Wherever here is.

Got the place to myself, it seems….

I was using that stall….

Well, there’s grass…