- Aug 21, 2015
I've had a few internet troubles, so it's a late post.
The horses were picked up on Monday, to make their last 10 mile journey to their forever home.
That sounds easy, doesn't it?
No sweat. Walked straight in.
Um. Yeah. Not happening. Not even going near the trailer.
After an hour and a half in the pouring rain, soaked to the bone, I had an epiphany.
Since the trailer was scary, all I had to do was remove the trailer from the equation.
How can I load a horse on a trailer, without the trailer being in the picture?
I ran and got a shirt.
Yep, I blindfolded Oz (we'd done this before) and... the trailer was gone. In his mind, at least. In he went.
Offloading was no problem, and I led the two of them into their new field.
One or two bucks, then head down in the grass... done.
I could FINALLY get dry.
The electrician was there, working on the electric fence, which didn't have a charge at this point.
By nightfall it did, as Stormy found out to his detriment. ZAP!
He won't be going near it again.
So the first night was very wet and horrible, but they have a shelter -- they just chose not to use it.
The next morning dawned and...omg.
The misty morning world was turned into GOLD, it was stunning.
Oz in front of the house.
So we are all finally here. Me, my zoo, and all.
And I seem to have acquired a black and white furry cat as well... not sure what to do about her yet, since I want to allow mine out, but not with the unknown cat hanging around. But the poor thing was extremely shy, but meowing all the time. So I put some cheap food out, and now she's tame and wanting to come in.
I think the previous owner abandoned the poor thing. I can feel ribs.
Gonna have to call one of the rescues, to see if they can find her a home, if I can't find one for her first.
This is my view in the evening. She'll sit there all night if I don't close the shutter.