More Women's Work

A few weeks ago, Toby and I moved the horses to a different pasture. For whatever reason, when the horses get out, they head to the west end of our property to be near the neighbor's horses. Why they can't be happy with the neighbor horses to the south of us, I don't know. Horses will be horses. You old time readers may remember some of my horse herding or fence building experiences, which Toby calls "women's work." You can read one of those here. We recently had another horse herding experience when the horses escaped. Toby decided to use this opportunity to move them to the east pasture. My way of moving horses is with a bucket of feed in my hand and I coax the horses to follow me. Since we only had chicken feed here at the house to use as bait, the horses were not interested in me. I would get them almost to the new pasture, they would catch on, and they would run back down to the west end of the property. Toby's way of moving horses is with our Japanese Quarter Horse - better known as the four-wheeler. It is wild when he starts pushing the horses down the pasture. Sometimes they run all over the Lazy B before they go where you want them to go. We did get them to the east pasture finally, but we put on quite the show for our new neighbors who stood by their fence and watched. When we got the horses where we wanted them, we put up the electric fence, which is not hot at all since the charger seems to have died. The horses usually respect the fence anyway, so it is okay.

Well Saturday, the GGs and I accidentally drove the four-wheeler through the electric fence. We stopped to fix it, of course. I had GBN1 hold one broken end of the fence and GBN2 hold the other end, while I went to release the string and get some slack and tie the fence back together. GBN2 dropped her end saying, "Booboo, I can't hold it." I very nicely encouraged her to hold it anyway. She whined, "But Booboo, I can't!" I had to use my teacher voice, "GET BACK OVER THERE AND HOLD THAT ----FENCE." It worked like a charm. Well, "charm" might not be the right word. I got in a hurry since my GGs were wilting, and I did not tie the knot very well. Now the horses are back in the east pasture.

Last night Jesse left the barn open. She said she kept thinking and dreaming that the horses were getting in the barn and knocking over her pottery (could happen). She finally got up in the middle of the night to shut up the barn. I guess we will have to do some "women's work" and herd horses today. By the way, Jes has lots of new pics of her pottery on both of her blogs - Red Sky Pottery and her old blog, Skybag. More shameless plugs for my girl!

See horses in the wrong pasture will eat your flowers and trample your garden.