In this muddiest of springs, I have been eager to get Harv out of his churned-up, undeniably muddy paddock and into the grassier, untouched-since-fall pasture at the back of the property. Yesterday was the day.
Harv went out. He rolled. And I'm shaking my head over his next move...
Monday, April 14, 2014
Harvey Mud -- Harvey in the mud, that is...
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Hmmm, maybe he's forgotten what grass is and thinks he's a toad? ;-)
ReplyDeleteHa! My horse would do the same thing. I think it was super cute how he was concentrating on the water as he pawed through it.
ReplyDeleteJust be happy he's not gray. ;o)
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