Visiting the New Neigh-bors

 

Aftr hearing the commotion of horses’ excited neighing, I was drawn to investigate outdoors.

Yalla! and Apache asked me if I knew what was going on. When I said I had no idea, they pointed me in the direction that all the commotion had come from. Hey thanks ladies!

 

 

My daughter and I walked over to our neighbor’s property. He owns two hundred acres of ridgeline and pastures, but doesn’t actually have a home on the land. Instead he offers pasture leases to folks with horses and cattle, and two of my other neighbors and I have pasture leased from him so our horses could graze on the summer grass. We were also able to ride on it whenever we wanted, too. But sadly, I just recently discovered that the owner has the land up for sale for a shocking $2,520,000.00! I’m very concerned that a real estate investor will grab it up and build a big subdivision there. That would really suck. If only I had a couple million. sigh.

But I digress.

When we got over to the fence line, I could see a couple horses off in the distance.

  

I felt bad that I didn’t have any carrots or treats, but I whistled to see if the horses would come when I called.

 

 

And they did!

Well, the mare was very friendly with me, but the gelding never did come close enough for me to touch him.

But I did notice that his nostrils were dripping a small amount of blood.

Instead he continually called out to anyone that would listen.

The mare enjoyed my petting and scratching and when she wandered off to graze, she would often stop and look up as if she was making sure I was still there.

 

I felt bad for her and her misshapen leg and knee. She definitely had a hard time running on that leg and couldn’t keep up with the gelding when he would run off.

 

When he went off running and screaming, I called out to the mare and she ran back to me.

 

And then she pawed the ground, dropped and rolled, sending up a huge cloud of dust.

I could see that she really enjoyed that. *grin*

 

Jen and I hung out with the new neighbors for a little while, ripping up little bunches of spring grass and feeding them to the mare. A few times I’d look back towards my house and would see my Apache mare standing there, head high, ears forward, watching me as I visited with the neighbor horses.

But soon it was time to head back home and say goodbye to the neighbor horses. The mare was so sweet. She nickered to me as I walked away.

And when I walked past my neighbor friend, Val’s arena, her horses whinnied at me, obviously asking me to tell them all about their new neighbors.

After I caught them up on the goings-on next door, they wandered off.

Yalla! and Apache wanted a little more information and took great big sniffs of my hands and my arms and then Yalla! wandered off, too.

I gave Apache a hug and told her the new neighbors were very nice, but she is the one I love. Apache whuffed and nuzzled all over my face and hair and gave me a wet kiss.

Sometimes new neigh-bors aren’t so bad…..