You can call Spring cold, hot, windy, colorful, green--but you can never call Spring boring! No way!
Today it's high winds that blew the trampoline away and had me scrambling to get the horses off pasture and locked back safely in the barn.
Last night Cia had a little gas colic. I gave her a small dose of Banamine and let her be. She was standing and comfortable by then. Still, my heart always sinks when I see them get their gastric upsets. Scary. Today she was back to normal.
I'm glad I brought the horses in, looking out my window right now--with gusts up to 60 mph--I can see a green baloon stuck to the horse fence and several sacks blowing through. The horses are on high alert watching the green baloon especially.
Also, there's a cougar loose in the neighborhood. I hope it has moved on, but a couple of nights ago it was threatening the neighbor's foal.
We had a great weekend with the grandkids here at the ranch. My horse-crazy grandaughter and I braved the rain to ride horses in the arena. Her lips were a little blue from the cold, but she still wanted to ride. She wants to be on horseback as long as she can! And, she's becoming more independent each time. The arena gives her a nice large space to work on her skills.
All the horses still have their Spring silliness, but now that I know about the cougar--I have to wonder what part of it is from sensing danger. And, what do you do about a cougar? How do you protect your horses at night?