Farrier day / wet spring

Mom, did you bring the cookies?

Spring is being a pain in the butt.  We're now on weekend three of "Hey, so I see it's Friday - nobody minds if I rain all weekend, right?"

*sigh*

But I did get out on the 12th for farrier day, since we were low on humans to fetch horses that day.  I got out there a little late to see Justice get his feet done, but early enough to catch the tail end of Reign being a shit like her momma.  (I laughed.  And thought, again, that if I ever breed Cessa for a foal for me, I am going to have to find a stallion with excellent conformation, plenty of draft blood, and a sweet, kind personality that stamps the hell out of that personality on all of his foals, because damn, does Cessa implant hers on her foals.)

Also, a tiny victory!  The BOs co-own a young stallion that was purchased out of an... interesting... situation.  He's a bit socially stunted and very shy of people he doesn't know.  He's improved by leaps and bounds since he showed up, but he's still a work in progress.

Please excuse the dramatic stare off into the sunset. That's actually the stare of, 'wtf did this update do to the camera on my phone and why the hell can I not figure out how to reverse the camera now?' with a side helping of, 'I really hope this is in focus and actually has at least 50% of us in it this time...'

So we're all pretty pleased that he let me halter him.  It took a couple of tries; the first few times he trotted off nervously and then circled back to stand where he'd been before.  Then we took selfies to show the BO before he got his pedicure.  :)