Blue and Remy Finally Get To Go Outside

Blue and Remy had spent almost two weeks indoors, learning the routine and becoming accustomed to me and to their new surroundings. A woman up the road had offered to come help me when I let them loose the first time, but she was out of town and the day was too lovely to keep them penned up anymore. So I simply opened the barn door and let them out:

They pranced and galloped, full of joy:

They had lots of fun and I was able to take some short videos:


The cows, however, looked distressed by this turn of events in their home field:

Indeed, the racing, gamboling minis filled them with alarm:

But Blue and Remy were having too much fun to care about some silly old cows, at least until they learned that they could scatter them and get them running:


Oh, what fun!

They made a few passes at the nervous cattle. It seemed odd to me that six gigantic cows could be so frightened by two tiny horses. At first I worried about those fat, pregnant cows running, but soon I was laughing:

But then the cows got their revenge and turned the tables on the horses:


I called Blue and Remy back into the barn, just to see if they'd come. They did, and we all took a break while I ate lunch:

And then I let the horses out again. The six cows kept themselves in a tightly packed, nervous formation as they watched the little interlopers, concern etched on their bovine faces:

"Well, Blue, do you think we've caused enough commotion for this morning?" Apparently they did think so, for the rest of the day went by with blessed peace. And when dinnertime arrived, they quietly returned to their stalls. What well behaved, sweet little horses!: