I went over to the barn to set the scene - i.e. lay out some hay on the inside of the fence for George and Bridget and on the outside for Rose, as well as put the trimming things in place.
I also took out a broom that I was retiring from house use to barn use. As soon as Bridget saw me with it, she came charging over to investigate.
|What is this peculiar object?|
|I dragged it along the ground, and we played cat and mouse.|
|Trying to pick it up.|
|Maybe this way will work better.|
|Now here's a really good use for this thing.|
As I was finally heading across the lawn to go trim, Chloe (who was at liberty again) saw me coming with a halter. The alarming prospect of a premature return to the field made her scurry away. I dropped the halter and ran after her. I didn't stop when I reached her, but passed her by and kept running. She ran after me, and we ran together for a little while, then walked together around to the back of the house, where she resumed grazing.
Then it was time to catch Rose.
|A typical Rose expression and stance. Sweet and curious, but reserved and cautious.|
Rose does not like these things to be rushed. Often, I confess, I am impatient and resort to the old throwing-the-rope-quick-around-the-neck trick before putting the halter on. Today I resolved to take however long it took to have Rose willingly put on her halter. So I went up to her and stood beside her and showed her the halter. She thought about it, said no thanks, and walked off. I walked after her, stood by her again, asked again. We repeated this a couple of times, until she didn't turn her head away from the halter and let me put it on.
I tied her up on the other side of the fence with a pile of hay to nibble and got started. She was very cooperative, and I got a lot done. I discovered a big horizontal crack on the inside of her RF, which I think may be an old abscess fissure, which is now showing up due to having worked its way down the foot to where there is a greater amount of torque forcing it open. I quit trimming before I was quite done, as I didn't want to push our luck, and then let Rose go exploring as a reward.
|She was very keen.|
|Chloe came too.|
I moved so much, what with running around with Chloe and working on Rose's feet, that I didn't feel cold at all - instead I glowed with my own energy. What a lovely feeling - maybe that's how horses feel all the time.
|Jettisoned layers, shed during the course of trimming.|