Two Happy Little Horses

Remy is healthy and happy these days, and I am glad to say that I have seen no bot fly eggs on his legs this year - not a single one:

Both Blue and Remy are eating grass in the south field with their Red Poll cow friends. Their buddy, Teddy the rented bull, has gone on to a new herd:

Remy, with Gracie in the background:

Blue, showing the diffuse white patch on his hip that I once thought was paint:

They are quick to run over to the neighbor who brings the grass clippings once a week:

They have to eat as much as possible before the cows take over. In this case, the pile of grass clippings was smaller than usual, so they kept gulping them down as Violet moved in on the feast. They had to give it up, though, when the other cows arrived:

And oh, how they love to run and play. I was out in the field one day when they began chasing one another:

It got pretty rowdy for awhile, with Remy chasing Blue and then Blue chasing Remy:

Remy had so much excess energy that he circled around in a big loop before resuming the chase:

Then they took off in the other direction, passing in front of the barn:

And then trotted along the old fence in the field:

Then Blue chased Remy. Part of the game is that whoever is being chased kicks up his heels at the the one doing the chasing. No one gets hurt, it's all part of the game - and it is a joy to watch them:

Little Horses, Big Play Time

It was a cool afternoon and I'd just finished giving the cattle and horses some apples. A few minutes later, the two horses began running in great circles, increasing their speed and rowdiness. They scattered the hens, chasing them under the fence toward the hay bales for protection, and then they ran past me:

Blue ran toward the barn, with Remy chasing him:

Then they circled around toward the gravel road and turned back toward me. It must have been a sugar rush due to the apples they'd eaten, because they were running full speed:

They swung to the north, passing the empty bale feeder:

Then they circled around the cows and back toward the barn. By then, Remy was in the lead and Blue was behind him, nipping at his rear end:

They ran toward me, so intent on their horse play (now I know how the term originated) that I wasn't sure they'd miss me:

And then back toward the stock tank and barn. Remy threw a kick to the side, trying to get Blue off balance:

Full speed toward the stock tank:

And then Remy chased Blue, headed east:

Then Blue chased Remy, headed southwest:

And back toward the cattle. Scarlett, the new mother, was getting worried and I feared she might go after the little horses (not that she could catch them):

It was a grand circus of fun, presented on the stage of my south pasture. I've seen them play like this before, but never when I could get good photos of all the shenanigans. This was the kind of afternoon which makes rural life a pleasure: