Well this Sunday, we got a call from the peple that just bought the place my horses have been on for 8 years. She would like for us to move them, as soon as possible. Well, this put a little stress on my dh and myself. We don't have the pasture for 2 horses here anymore, or the finances to have them boarded. However, we could make some stalls here and dry lot them for a little while.

Anyway...about 2 hours later I'm in the middle of shaping my homemade hamburger rolls and we get another call...."the horses got out, my son left the gate open"....so we had to stop what we were in the middle of doing and get the horses safely back in their pasture and out of the danger of any passing cars.

We got there and didn't have much of  a problem getting them back in the pasture. But we decided then we'd bring them home, even if we had to walk them daily or put them in with the goats for an hour a day. The grass will be gone in no time. Goats don't eat the grass anyway..but does make it neater and cleaner for them.

We came home and I finished my rolls,...and then we started working on their stalls. We had to replace a few boards and the floor needed to be scrapped down and new shavings put down. It was a messy and strenuous ordeal...

When we went to trailor the horses home we expected a bit of a problem loading, but they both walked on like they did it daily. They seem to be loving the attention we are giving them, but I know they must miss their freedom on that 10 acre pasture. They shared it with only one other animal...a donkey named Jack. He also had to find a new home...the new owners are wanting to put cows in there and felt the horses would be a problem.

Anyway... another chore to add to my daily routine..but one I look forward to. I missed my horses. And to smell them....almost as good as a newborn babies neck. And mucking the stalls...that even smells good to me. Better then the chicken coop. phewie!