Sunday, after Lucy and Pistol had their turn up there, we brought Tex and Flash up to spend a few hours grazing under the oaks. Jackson didn't get a turn -- the ground is muddy in that pasture and Jackson needs to stay on dry ground. I did let him out to graze around the barn, where its dry.
On the way up to the pasture, both Tex and Flash were excited. Tex walked fast and, as we rounded the corner to walk past the dressage court, he started licking his lips. Man, that grass looks good. Tex was also leaning into me, the way a young horse will, for security. I asked him to knock it off, to walk like a
Once in the pasture, Flash immediately dropped his nose and started grazing.
Tex felt the need to run around a bit. I just love his flowing mane and burnished chestnut coat -- even when he's dirty and shedding.
Tex approaches life with gusto; whether he's eating, or rolling, or playing, or grazing.
A few hours later, we trudged up to the Back 40 to bring them back to their regular pasture. Flash stood by the gate while Brett slipped on his halter. Tex stood a few feet away from me, thinking about leaving. Long time readers may remember that, in past years, it has taken upwards of an hour to catch Tex in the Back 40. Tex remembered, too.
Brett looked at me.
"You can go ahead and leave," I said. "You're tired and I can deal with this boy." Brett nodded and opened the gate. Tex watched them go, with his head high. Then he looked at me. Then back at Flash's quickly retreating butt.
I didn't move.
After a few minutes, he dropped his head and walked to me. I gave him a cookie and then scratched him on the withers and on his back. Goodness, you're shedding. The halter and lead rope remained hanging on my shoulder.
Then I walked away; away from Tex and away from the gate. I turned to face him, and called him to me using our signal from liberty work. He came right over. Again, a cookie and a back rub. Eventually, I took the halter from my shoulder, undid the buckle, and stood holding the buckle strap at the top of his neck with the nose just below his. In less than a minute, he dropped his nose into the halter and I buckled it.
Then we walked calmly down to the barn where I gave him a good grooming before turning him back out in his pasture with Flash.
Another milestone for my big red horse.