Hi everyone. Sorry it's been so long between posts, but with the nasty bad rain and the horses in the stalls for 13 days straight, there hasn't been much going on. And, since I've started a new job, I don't get home until pretty late, so there hasn't been much time to post.
Today the sun is shining and the pasture is dry enough that Remi and his brothers were paroled from horsey jail. Can you say jump and buck for glee? Remi led the charge out of the gate and the others followed, running around the pasture like it was recess at school.
I know that they've got to be feeling good about their freedom. We sure feel better that they can be out to stretch their legs a bit. They were getting pretty bored in the stalls and Remington did manage to stir up a little game for himself, which of course spelled breakage :O
When trainer Mom went down to feed the horses and fill the hay bags, she got to Remi's stall and noticed that there was no hay bag there. The only thing left was the string that was tied to the hookeye. Hmmm, where the heck did it go?
She took a look in the next stall where Tuck stays and noticed a big lump in the far back corner. Into the stall she went to investigate only to find that it was Remi's hay bag.
Remington, were you playing hay bag volleyball with Tuck? He must have yanked it so hard it broke, swung his head and tossed that bag over the wall. I imagine Tuck had to duck because he didn't know what that flying object coming over into his room was. Incoming....
When I heard the story, I laughed pretty hard and then it hit me, oh no, I'm going to have to buy him another lunch box. Remi, Remi, Remi. Do you have to be so rough on stuff? The answer, point blank is YES he does!
Never a dull moment with my bouncing baby boy. He's always thinking about getting into something. And when he's not thinking about it, he's gone ahead and done it! But that's the Remipup and ya just gotta love him :)
Stay tuned, stay happy and stay with us!