Five mares and two filly foals had been at summer pasture for more than two months, and it was time for them to come home. With just a three-stall trailer, it meant three trips back and forth, taking all of one morning plus part of the afternoon when I made one last trip to fetch the temporary fencing. As I made one trip and then another, I pondered the good news and the bad news of this transition.
The bad news is that the ponies no longer roam over tens of acres at will in search of food; the good news is that they roamed for a good part of the summer over tens of acres being ponies.
The bad news is that there are now more mouths to feed four times a day. The good news is I’m no longer on the highway at dusk when distracted hunters are making the roads dangerous.
The bad news is that the ponies are now here where they want attention every time they see me. The good news is that they want attention every time they see me, even the little girls!
The bad news was that the little girls hadn’t loaded into a trailer in more than two months, and the good news is that they loaded like they’d just done it the day before!
The good news is that my stud colt Asi seemed excited to see the girls when they returned. The bad news is that he wasn’t the only young male interested; there was a bull moose hanging about, too!
The good news is that now the girls are here where I can see them more often than I did all summer. They seem to like that, too. Life with ponies is very much a good news story!
© Jenifer Morrissey, 2017
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