...fun with the 'green bin'....

Trakehners!
...and how they're extra special.

At muck out time, I wheel my green bins into the yard, and this is when the hilarity begins.

It's been raining here since October, so every time we get a deluge, we flood, not indoors, but outside.  So the boys are looking for any distraction from sloshing about in the wet mud.  Hence, this 'bin sequence'.

..the aftermath...

...Tom, and the stitches come out...finally...

Today the vet came and gave Tom the big thumbs up, and took out his stitches:
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

First she cleaned the area with weak Hibiscrub, then proceeded to cut and whip out the bright blue wires one by one. 
 

 

 

Her blade was curved and the process quick.  Tom must have felt the top ones more because he fidgeted and raised his leg up.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I've had my fair share of stitches out, and though not painful it does have a weird pulling sensation, which I'm guessing Tom didn't like.  But without sedative, he did stand still and allow it.
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I invited the vet to linger and watch as the boys were turned out finally, since she gave me the green light to allow Tom to test his scar to the limit!
 

 

 

 

 

...and test it he did, they love being out at grass since they have been restricted since the 'unfortunate incident'.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take a look at these photos, you'll see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

...I think you'll agree, all back to normal now...

Snowfall at WW

...AND TALES OF THE TOTALLY EXPECTED...

 

 

I am writing this post, because without exception, when it snows, someone always asks me 'how are your horses in the snow?', to which I reply to surprised faces 'they love it!'

 

...and so does Min!

 

 

 

 

It's snowing again, the boys spent the night indoors of course, because we're not going through mud-fever again...seriously.

 

This snow time last year was when the abrasive nature of snow rubbed Henry's pastern and he got mud fever, remember this, snow can be fun, but it can cause problems too.

 

 

They were living out too, that didn't help, this year, they're indoors at night, their feet and legs can dry, we are MF free.

Snuggled up in their clean beds with lots of haylage, their drinkers didn't freeze because john has cleverly wound greenhouse heating wires around the pipes.

 

 

 

The yard is clear and danger free, the yard buckets are filled and snow is building up in the surface.

Tom & Henry would always rather be rug-free, but since its their nature to play and roll, and more snow is due, i put their outfits on suitable for the nippy weather and let them out.

 

 

Tom & Henry are gorgeous trakehners, but this does not mean they tip-toe around the snow because they are too posh to dip a toe in...NO! they love to play in it, eat it, lick it, roll in it.

boys!!!

 

Here Tom & Henry are looking gorgeous.

TCJpart73 Mad Moments

TRAKEHNERS PLAYING:
Tom & Henry at play.

Glad I'm not on them and there's a sturdy fence between us...where's my tea?! 

When you watch the videos, hum the theme tune to Black Beauty!

The photos don't do the scene a complete justice:  the smell is damp warm grass and possible rain in the air,  the sound is blackbirds and thundering hooves on soft ground, squealing from Henry, snorting from Tom, skidding and turfs flying.  Also you can hear me begging them to slow down and not come crashing through the fence as well as screams of laughter! A seriously fast sequence full of energy and power.

I had just brushed them, so it all started with some very animated rolling.

John and I had a few days off and just happened to be out at the time, and saw the whole event.