Spring, When a Mare's Fancy Turns to Love

The past few days, Lucy has been having what I call MMDs - Mare Melt Downs. 

She's in heat; that's a big part of it, I'm sure.


And her hocks are feeling good.  Obviously.


At feeding time, she races around her pasture the arena, bucking, rearing and careening into Pistol.


This morning, I brought Jackson outside for a thorough grooming.

Afterward, he wandered around for a bit, nibbling on the grass.

Yes, I know he has manure stains on his butt.  There's only so much you can do with a curry comb.

Tex was interested.

But, Lucy was REALLY  interested.  Honestly, Lucy, put your tail down.

She was straining to see Jackson, with all she was worth.

And, Lucy,  put your hind legs together.  Stand like a lady.

I can't believe you posted those pictures of me.  How embarrassing.

Cowboy Take Me Away

Cowboy was named after my favorite Country song. 

Camille holding Cowboy, I'm holding Whiskey.  First time we met the babies in 2011.

First pedicure

Trimming back the blackberry bushes

Cowboy never recovered.  He wasn't in pain but became quieter as the week went by.  Brett found him this afternoon where he had been sleeping in the sun.  Rest in peace, sweet little guy.