Me: "Hey, kid. How about loaning me one of your horses for awhile - like maybe a month?"
Me: "I just realized I only have a couple weeks to get Washoe legged up for some long rides coming up, really soon. Ranger has a one hour limit on our trails, so I really, really need a horse that can go out for 3 - 4 hours at a time. Loan me Skeeter. Please."
GD: "Well, she does need a lot more wet saddle blankets and I am booked up with the Greeley Stampede for the next two weeks. When can you get her?"
This conversation was a couple days ago. Today, we picked up granddaughter Autobot and went to collect a horse.
Oops. Not happenin' pal! And off the other two went. We were not the right people to be holding their halters and they were taking exception to that. They spent a whole lot of energy running around the pen/track; we spent the time standing in the middle, shuffling our feet a bit every now and then. They did eventually give it up. In 92 degree hot sun, you can get really tired.
And the others? Well, Pearl got to graze on the grass outside the pen.
And since it was that hot, I didn't want to leave Washoe in the trailer. (We had brought him with us to keep Skeeter company for the ride back up the mountain - a new experience for her.)
Skeeter will be in the smaller 'visitor pen' for now. She knows all our horses except Alloy, who she met through the fence with no dramatics at all. She unloaded better than I have ever seen her do, so I think having Washoe as a traveling ambassador worked well. She was calm and quiet, and waited for the backup command before trying to step off the trailer.
... and her own feed bin, complete with slow feed hay bag.
... and of course, Jesse had to come visit.
After leaving them alone for an hour or so, Bill took a book and chair out to keep them company, but apparently Alloy is not used to that yet. I guess only a couple pages got read, as Al kept poking and prodding at him for attention.