We have mud….
… and water everywhere.
But I am feeling sorry for the lads and have started giving them extra hay. They don’t get much, just enough to get them up near the school so we can catch and ride them without having to wade through all the mud. An incentive, if you will. They come when they are called now which is most gratifying. Cupboard love, though. Not anything else.
The best thing about this herd is that they are all very good friends. There is no barging, getting cross or bullying. They patiently stand in a row and share without any fights. It makes life much easier if they are all friends.
No one is soaked through or shivering. You can see the dry coat underneath and we have had some quantity of rain recently.
Their long winter fur is doing its job well. I am glad we don’t clip or rug. The horses need this for the weather ahead. This is their protection, along with all the dirt and grease in their coats too. We are not very keen on bathing then either even in the summer months except for the show ring.
The chickens are around, offering to clean up any stray bits. We had our first egg in ages yesterday.
The winter skies have been worthy of Michelangelo today. My 2 mile daily walk with BeAnne was transformed.