It's hot, y'all. And worse than that, it's more humid than normal, so it's just... miserable. There's been a lot of going to the barn, petting the ponies for like half an hour, and then running away to where the air conditioning is again.
Which, I mean. When your mare has a baby at her side and your other two are far, far too young to even set a saddle on them... it's not like you're gonna ride! (I mean, I could set the saddle on Dragon, not that I'd do anything more, but... why? It'll be too big. And she's a yearling. It's all good; I can wait.)
So mostly, I'm taking silly pictures of the ponies, giving Cessa some attention, and trying to keep the gang of yearlings (there are six of them!) and the baby from assaulting my husband too badly. lol
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Dragon has already perfected mare stare. And I hear she tried to run the gang of yearlings when Cessa and the baby were pulled up for Bishop's gelding.
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Bishop and his half-brother Gryffin. Two good geldings. Mouthy geldings, but good ones.
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She COULD walk over to say hi. Or she could just stand there and wait for you...
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