Y'all are familiar with Izzy, my super-alpha-bitch mare. She doesn't always play nice with others.
She has grown up a lot in the last year, but I think today she proved just how different a horse she is now.
Since we only have one large pasture to turn out in, the horses go out in sets. Due to her reputation as a hussy, no one was excited about her going with geldings and the only other mare is a confirmed mega bitch who must go out alone.
Enter Tatiana, Steph's new upper-level prospect. She's an 11 year old Dutch warmblood who currently runs around prelim.
I like her.
Yesterday, she an Izzy were grazed together to see if they would get along. They did. Then they got turned out together and had a ball.
Today, it was my job to turn them out together. The logistics of the barn demand that you make all trips as efficient as possible--it's about a half mile (I think) from the barn to the pasture and takes about 10 minutes round trip to walk briskly.
Sooooo. I brought Izzy to the main barn, crosstied her, got Ms Tatiana out, unclipped Izzy...
and I lead them to the pasture.
That's right, folks. A half mile. Two mares. One handler. Not a pinned ear between them.
Off they go! When I left, they were cozied up next to each other at the bottom of the pasture, grazing with their muzzles almost touching.
Izzy made a friend.
It's 11/11/11 and Vetran's Day. Go hug someone. Izzy did already.