So far, releasing Beautiful in the turnout has been a far, far more uneventful process than I imagined--which makes me wonder if I worry too much. Hmmmm...I'll have to think about that.
Here are three pictures for tonight.
Shadow is released at dinner time with Beautiful. I fed them outside their runs so she wouldn't get trapped in her stall with him. He pushed her away from the first pile and made her go to the second. She kicked up at him--not used to being told where to eat. Naughty, naughty, Beautiful Girl--that's a good way to get hurt!
After an hour or so, I came out to give them more hay. Beautiful couldn't walk to me fast enough to tell on Shadow.--Mom, he's being mean to me!
And last, a new pile of hay--she has been pushed to the nether-ends of the dinner line--looking over her shoulder for the big, fat alpha gelding we call Shadow--or pig horse--he answers to both.
Poor Beautiful--so far, life with the domestics isn't all that fun.