But I'll get to that part later ;)
Suffice to say last week was just a no-go for George and I. I wanted so darn badly for him to just "accept the stupid stick" that I pushed him over the edge.
No suprise that when I got to the barn this morning he wanted NOTHING to do with me. He saw me, walked over, got a carrot, then walked away. *frowny face*
I noticed that his pen didn't look like it had been clean, at least since I was last out, when it also looked like it hadn't been cleaned. *ANGRY FACE*, so I decided to do it myself. I went and grabbed a poo-fork and went to work. I stuffed my pockets full of carrots and decided that if he wanted to be with me then I'd give him some incentive. I went to work, picking up poo with purpose! It felt great, the last time I picked up horse poo had to be about three years ago, and it's just theraputic. George sat in the shade and nibbled on the bushes through the fence.
But it didn't take long for him to get curious about the 15billion back and forth trips that I was taking. And since George is the kind of horse that poops on the way out the gate then spooks at the poop coming back in the gate, he just had to come check out what on Earth the crazy lady was doing with the poop. Soon he was following me all over! At first I decided that I would only give him a carrot if he got to stones to come up and touch the scary predator I had become, but then he just got so darn cute! I emptied my pockets and he stayed with me anyways. This went on for about an hour.
Finally I was done and went to go get the fantastic goodies I got at Lowes today. Aspen poles, a tarp, and cones...ok I went cone-happy, 3 sizes of cones. Also I hula hoop I picked up at target. Someone came out to feed him, and he went over and started eating. I unloaded everything from my truck, and suddenly became a very interesting person! He left his food to come check out what I was doing, then had to check out all the toys. I got him a couple scoops of grain and set it out, he didn't want it.
At this point in time we had a crowsd. Six different people came over to tell me how cool it was that he was so connected to me, and how much fun it looked like he was having with the toys. I stepped back into his pen and he walked right over. I thought: Hmmm I wonder; and took the dewormer I had in my pocket out, unscrewed the cap, stuck the tip in his mouth and shot all the nastiness into his mouth. He took it all stayed around long enough to get a good scratch, and then went back to the toys for another ten minutes before going back to his food. Gosh I wonder how much damage he'll do to those toys over night!
What could've been a very bad and negative day turned into a really great one!
I have the farrier coming out in the morning, wish me luck!!!
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