Happy Homecoming

Scorch & his BFF
loaded like champs
and enjoyed the flake
of alfalfa in the hay bag.

Jaz smelled his buddy
and called as soon as we pulled in.

Poco is looking over at Jaz.
Scorch is prancing for the ladies.

Oh yeah, the testosterone kicked in BIG TIME
when he got a whiff of those mares.
At one point he got a bit amorous with Poco.
Poco kicked him squarely in the butt.
I can't describe how it sounded,
but it was loud.
Unassuaged, Scorch tried again.
Poco grabbed him and
body-slammed him into the dirt.
Scorch went to the other half of the pen
to cool his jets.
Heather and I were highly amused.

I rode Jaz for 20-30 minutes
at a walk only.
This is his first time being ridden
since the strongyles episode.
It had been a long time
before that since he was ridden anyway,
because that spot on his back
(that ended up being related to the strongyles)
had been tender for quite awhile.

I really tuckered him out.

And then it was this guy's turn.

Heather wanted to mess with Scorch,
so I suggested she saddle him
for the first time
and walk him in the arena while
I rode Poco.

Poco behaves better with another horse
and I feel better when someone
else is with me.

At least there's someone there
to pick me up if he dumps me.

But he didn't.
There was the normal amount
of Appy-tude
but overall I was
pleased with him today.

After that, I loaded
Pokey & Jazu and
headed home.

I was going to leave Jaz til Spring,
but I missed him so much.
And, if I can believe what
the horses have been telling me,
we're done with frigid temps.
They're already dropping
their winter coats.

There wasn't the exuberant buck fest I was expecting.
It was more like, "Hey! I remember this place."

At feeding time, he stood politely by his bowl,
as if he had never left.
He couldn't get enough
of the mineral block.

Welcome home, Little Man.