On one of our recent rainy days, I needed to clean my horse Ben’s stall – badly; he’d been confined in it for at least 24 hours because of the weather. He’s a good fellow about stall cleaning with him in it, moving where he’s told and waiting patiently, but I wanted to strip the thing. I could have put him out in his paddock, but decided to give him a treat – a bit of grazing while I worked.
Now, we don’t have any grassed paddocks at our barn. But there is a grassy area beside the main barn that, with some handy if offbeat materials and a bit of ingenuity, can be turned into a makeshift corral if the horse is a very good guy about barriers.
So out Ben went, to graze happily, though the lack of any equine companions did leave him a touch uneasy. Normally there’d be horses in the adjoining paddock, but everyone was tucked away. I kept looking over from the shedrow where I was mucking to check on Ben every couple of minutes and walked over there frequently so he could see me and be reassured.
He did well. He worried at times and when his stall was ready he was happy to return to its security, but all in all it was a pleasant interlude for him.
And yes, of course I took photos!