The Horsey Boys

When my sister visited, she made it a point to stop and say hello to the horses. Blue, as usual, was shy:

But Remy never had a shy day in his life. He's a love sponge:

The two boys are so bonded that I can't imagine them ever being separated:

They spend all day out on the pasture, sometimes staying with the cows, sometimes going off on their own:

Sometimes they separate from each other, but not too far and not for long. They always keep an eye on each other:

The muzzles have by now become routine and I haven't had to go searching for a shucked muzzle in many weeks:

Each night I give them a tiny bit of grain (too much would be bad for them) and then they spend the night in the barn with hay and water. I put the hay down in four spots, separated by bars to keep them from fighting over it:

The vet said they both look extraordinarily healthy except that Blue is still a bit too fat:

On the day I did fence repair, both horses came along to "help" me:

And they make a pretty picture for folks driving by on the county road:

Remy likes the company of his cattle friends. They tolerate him but don't seem to return the affection he feels for them:

One morning I went out to the barn and discovered that they'd opened some gates and raided the hay supply. They keep me on my toes: