The move itself went as smoothly as possible, despite pulling into the farm just a few minutes before sunset. Dino made introductions with his new herdmates with great civility like the classy gentleman he is, and after some squealing and a very small amount of running around, all three of them settled down to graze. It was a zero-drama event, which is how I prefer my new herd introductions to go.
|Dino not caring what anyone else is doing, as per usual.|
|This cat approves of my tack trunk. I approve of the cat.|
So far, it's been absolutely ideal for both of us. Dino gets to live outside in a small herd and get absolutely filthy as he is accustomed, and I am really, REALLY enjoying the fact that I only have to drive SEVEN MINUTES to get there. I think my husband might be getting a little sick of my "See you in exactly seven minutes!!!" phone calls when I leave the barn at night. AND I have an outdoor WITH FOOTING AND JUMPS, AND AN INDOOR WITH MAGICAL DUSTLESS CLOUD FLUFF ON THE FLOOR AND SHINY MIRRORS AND LIGHTS AND DOORS THAT CLOSE AND SPEAKERS TO PLAY MUSIC WHILE I RIDE. The fact that this facility is mine to use every day and isn't something that requires a trailer ride and a ring fee is mind boggling to me. As a bonus, every boarder and member of barn staff that I've met so far has been SO friendly and welcoming, and has made me feel right at home and a part of the barn community. I honestly couldn't have dreamed up a better situation for Dino and I. Literally the only drawback is that my Orchard Hill family isn't there, too!
|Beautiful, warm, cozy barn aisle for grooming! An indoor wash stall! SUCH LUXURY!|
|PINCH. ME. This indoor y'all. It's beautiful.|
|Can you tell it was raining that day and that Dino no longer has any topline to speak of?|
|In his natural habitat.|