This blog has been missing Joey media lately between baby donkeys and Paige’s western dressage debut, but here are some newer Joey pictures for all of his fans. 🙂 In fact, I haven’t posted a Joey update since before I went to the beach!
These were taken after I got back from the beach. I wanted to give both boys spa days, so I tied them together. Joey is so often handled solo that I wanted to give him the opportunity to be around other horses…even if it was Copper hahaha.
A few days later I pulled Joey in and hosed him off, but I didn’t bother with soap, just wanted to get the loose dirt off of him. He felt amazing for days afterwards regardless.
So I made a point to pull his fly mask and grab some pictures when it was pretty that week.
At this point he and Copper were sharing the small lot, which wasn’t ideal but I didn’t feel great about leaving Joey in with the donks when I tossed Chloe and baby Rudy out. I’ve seen him run the older donkeys, but I didn’t want him running Rudy.
So instead I offered him to Copper as tribute, so Copper could run him instead. ha. Surprisingly enough Copper took to him pretty well and I never found a mark on either of them. I ended up having to beat them more myself reminding them which pan/bucket belonged to who at feed time than anything. Copper gets isoxsuprine for his feetsies, so I didn’t want them to swap, but being boys (who have BOTH spent quality time eating meals from the pink bucket) they were hard to convince.
These screengrabs (sorry, I said the ones above were the last ones, but these aren’t as bad…) make me giggle because you can tell how differently their necks tie in and how that effects how they lope. Copper, who is halter bred, has a neck that ties in higher than Joey’s, who is half reining bred half Paigey-wonderfulness*.
*Paigey-wonderfulness because her papers/parents are so old that whatever they were suited for is so dated now that it likely doesn’t resemble a modern discipline.
I was feeding the boys square bales, but my big moose wasn’t getting enough hay and dropped weight, so I tossed him and Bentley out in the big field with ALL the grass and bought Joey his very own round bale. I could toss Joey out in the same field, but it has barbed wire on 3 of the 4 fencelines in it and I’m not quite ready to toss him out there yet. Plus the grass is so high, it’s a little hard to see where the fencelines are, and since he hasn’t been out there yet, I’d rather it be bushogged first. He’s not the wild free-wheeling baby who runs into things so far, but I’m not taking any chances for now.
Once I moved Copper, apparently Joey got bored. And it rained. So this happened.
He’s also spent some of his spare time knocking over gates. This is how I found him after work one evening:
The next day he’d knocked the gate between his lot and the donkey lot off of the hinges. So I had a gate to rehang (my brother was nice and helped me, thankfully) and had to herd donkeys. Rudy kicked me once (and attempted to multiple other times) because he was a dumdum and followed Russell instead of his mother, then wasn’t too fond of my guidance when I tried to help him find the gate and his mother. So, I had to let ALL the donkeys back in Joey’s lot then chase them all back out. I grabbed a lunge whip to chase them with because the donkeys like to ignore me when I don’t have it. When I popped the whip and the donkeys ran, apparently that triggered Joey to run from the noise too. Naturally, Joey got to come inside to be reminded to stand while I popped the whip beside him.
This weekend I decided to let him have some time to socialize and turned him out with the mares Saturday and Sunday afternoons. Paige was the only one who cared at all, the other mares just wanted him to go away and leave them alone. Paige had a lot of feelings when Joey ran to the top of the hill to see his best bud, Copper (video on instagram). She herded him away from Copper and I haven’t seen him up at the top of the hill trying to talk to the other boys since.
But the best part? I go out and he walks up to me, follows me into the barn and back into his little lot and waits for me to bring him dinner. No fussing about where his momma is, and he only neighs for company when I leave to feed Copper. Apparently I’m not allowed to spend time with Copper either? 😉 So far a good summer for the baby horse to just be a baby horse, though we need to start practicing for show “season,” which is just the October show this year. Now to wait for it to cool down before we start trotting over poles again…