When we moved here, I taught Silk and Siete to go to their stalls before they would get their food. I didn’t want them to crowd up against the corral gate or make it difficult for anyone else in my family to go in and feed them.
So, as soon as they see me with the feed buckets, they rush to their assigned spots. I came out this evening, and the horses had switched stalls. Silk nickered loudly, and they trotted out like two dancing girls. They kind of do-see-do’ed in the corral as they traded places. I laughed so hard.
They stood with their heads poking out. “What’s for dinner, Mom?” Seeing their beautiful faces looking expectantly at me always reassures me that all is right in the world.
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Horses are so smart! I know what you mean about being right with the world.
This is a sweet photo.
That's a particularly beautiful photo, especially with such a nice backstory!
The girls look wonderful, Victoria...and very expectant, too. Leggo is muddy, shedding, but happy, and Jennymanylumps is just...well, Jenny, the way only a donkey-from-mars can be. I'm still psyching myself up to go for a ride; The farrier comes tomorrow--whoops, make that today so after his trim maybe I'll dust off the saddle and see what happens.
I love when the horses line up for breakfast. It's like a morning dance we do, and every one has a part to play. (there's some singing as well - Keil Bay, Salina, and Rafer Johnson are very vocal)
Love the photo!
That's such a cute photo! What funny girls!
Very cute photo of the girls expecting dinner. Our bunch is very vocal when expecting their meals, I find their snorting and whinnying very comical and comforting.
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