We have moved! On Saturday we finally walked our horses to our new barn, 1.5 hours (walking distance) from the old one.
Both of them felt that something is not right. Nothing happened like they were used to. And of course the days before other horses had already left and were not seen again. Especially Ally (lead mare and deep love of Mucki) and Riccalina (best friend of Lily) must have been a blow when they left. Mucki never did that before, but when Ally finally left, he knew what was happening and was running up and down the fence, crying out after her.
It's not fair that we decide so readily when and where a horse must go and leave all others behind
When we finally walked off we had a hard time with Lily & Mucki. Both were stopping, turning back, looking, listening, pulling to the grass. It was hard on our already strained nerves to keep our countenance. Some friends walked with us, which was very nice and soon we reached the new barn. Mucki met some dwarves (see pictures) and tried to communicate, while Liy plunged her head into the hay, only shortly appearing for air
. So far it must have felt like the land of milk and honey
The integration in the new "herd" (three very low ranking geldings) went as smooth as one can only dream of. Mucki and Lily had immediate access to the hayfeeder and there was only a very short period of galloping up and down the fences, which felt more like high spirtis to us than a chase. Mostly Lily seemed to be the instigator with wild bucks and kicks
People seem very nice there and we already got a series of compliments on how nice our horses behave
and how well muscled they look
. That's always very good to hear.
I just wonder how much of the muscles come from our training and how much is owed to the large and steep pastures they were on all summer. Well, we'll see soon enough...