My day started out pretty good... all the horses went out as they should.  I decided not to blanket the whole bunch.  It was 10 degrees c and overcast.  The fun bit this morning was watching the turkeys in the paddock and watching the mares watch the turkeys.  Clearly these were not the White Gulls of Death.  Turkeys are just a curiosity... to mares.  I suspect the "boys" would been very frightened thinking they would be eaten by turkeys.

Turkeys, I discovered today, eat horse shit.  What a happy coincidence! They also eat cabbage, tomatoes and pumpkins, who knew.

 

Older picture of a flock of homegrown turkey

The warm weather and all the snow having melted, I decided to clean up the sand ring.   First I got a couple of flakes of hay to feed poor Penny down at the back, since the other three bitches, er, mares, won't let her near the haybale. All was good, Penny was happily munching away and I was scooping horseshit. Lily rushed down on Penny, ears back, chasing her away from the new hay.  I rushed down on Lily, trying to chase her away. She stood her ground but looked at me sadly and surprised that I was being mean. I like Lily and always have a happy cuddle with her but today I wasn't going to let her keep Penny from the haybale and now these couple of flakes of hay.  A staring contest ensued and I won!  Sierra then decides to push Penny away.  Obviously the hay that Penny was eating is better than the hay Sierra was just eating.  I bear down on her too.  Sierra gives me the same look, "why are you waving your arms wildly and yelling at me. You're crazier than normal, lady !" She wanders away.  Wow, I'm two for two now. I'm on fire,  I'm a horse whisperer