Clearly his priorities are all jacked up.
Clean before blogging?
Doesn't he understand that this is where I bond with other horsey women? Doesn't he understand that this is one of the ways I relax on my days off. Doesn't he understand that the world needs to hear me ramble on about my ponies?!?
So being the good woman that I am, I stepped away from my keyboard
Of course I still cannot get him to grasp the concept that if you dust before you clean the floor, then you don't have to worry about things falling on the floor.
He likes to start with the floor and then do the counters and the table.
I start with the counters and tables and then
Anyway so lets move on to my original post.
Nothing But Net!
I have implemented the slow feed hay nets and it is quite interesting to see the different reactions from each horse. They each have their own method of attack for getting the hay out of the net.
For Sassy it is a puzzle to be solved, and she spends much time putting the pieces together and getting every last bit of hay out of the net. She is relatively dainty about it, taking small bites. But it seems to be effective, as she has no trouble emptying the net in an afternoon. I don't have pictures of her today, because she is out on the pasture today.
Killian, of course has a more manly approach.
He tends to grab large mouthfuls and bats the bag around with his nose. He has pulled the bag down, he has stepped on it and pulled hay out. He empty's his bag in record time.
Trax likes to pull on the net itself, shake the hay out and then pick it up off the ground.
Sometimes though, throwing the bag around can have adverse results.
After that he just followed Killian's lead and just pulled out big chunks.
Danny's reaction was the one I did not expect, and again I do not have pictures, but if you have been following this blog for any time at all and have any idea what a character my old guy is, you will understand.
Basically the conversation went like this.
Hey Danny here is a bag full of hay for you.
Smells good- go ahead and open it
No Danny, you don't understand. I don't open it for you, you pull the hay out through these tiny holes.
Yes, see the other horses? See how they are working at figuring out how to pull the hay out through the holes?
Yes, well clearly you have forgotten WHO I am.
No Danny, I know exactly who you are.
I am not going to play your silly hay bag games. (stomps foot- tosses head)
Well Danny if you want the hay, you have to pull it through the holes. I will leave your for a while to see if you want to try it.
(I watched him pull one sliver of hay through the hole, tossed his head around some more and then went to the other side of the pen and stood with his butt to me. I went back out 2 hours later and he still had not touched the bag. When he saw me come out he wuffled to me, stomped his foot and shook his head up and down some more.)
I'm not messing around Lady, you come put my hay out where it belongs. I WILL NOT eat hay out of a bag like a trick pony!
I put some hay in his tub, which he promptly tossed on to the ground and then started to eat. The hay bag remained hanging in his pen for 3 days without being touched. Finally on Sunday I let Killian wander the yard all day to mow my grass spots and he found the bag. He pulled it to the outside of the pen and ate every bit of it. I no longer even bother with a hay net for Danny. He has made his demands and I have bowed down to the King once again.
I'm okay with that today. After all, it is Danny, and what Danny wants, Danny gets.
As I filled the bags this morning I discovered the hard way that we have ants in our hay.
|Biggefy to see the ants|
Lets think about this a minute shall we?
When you fill a hay bag, or do anything at all with hay, where does the hay always end up?
If you said "Inside your underwear" then you answered correctly.
So if the hay is full of ants, where do you suppose that the ants ended up?
Yes that is right, I literally had ants in my underpants, in my bra, in my shoes and everywhere else. Not the best way to start my morning...and then TC wanted me to come in clean?????? Sheesh!
Now it really is time to get some things done. I have to go print off fliers for the new business venture, as well as get an ad up for my extra saddle which I need to sell.
Oddly enough, no sooner did I decide to go for the boarding business (and thank you everyone for your input- everyone had great ideas and I have written them all down so I don't forget anything) but I called for an interview for an 8-5 Office Manager position. I will go to the interview, but not as thrilled as I should be about the possibility.
I made my decision to pursue my dream, and abandoning that idea for a desk job is a little depressing. On the other hand, a decent paycheck would be nice. Not sure what I will do, I guess I have to see how the interview goes.
I shall end my post with some gratuitous yard shots.
|I love the yellow buds|
|This one is on the down side of its life.|