curb-service

If you’ve been reading the blog for awhile you know that we’ve taken Chickadee under our wing. She and Pepper have become good pals; we’ve dubbed them The Golden Girls. Chickadee is 32 years old—a year older than Miss P, so they’re a good match.

 

Chickadee and Pepper share some of the same issues. Both are skinny old mares. As horses age, keeping weight on can be a challenge. We feed Chickadee when we feed Pepper. It didn’t seem right not to, and Chickadee’s owner has given her blessing.

 

I guess we’re just used to feeding two horses!

 

Pepper is totally tuned in to us. Most of the time she’s waiting at the gate. And if not, she hears or sees us almost immediately when we enter the pasture.

Chickadee isn’t quite a well conditioned. If she isn’t close to Pepper when we arrive, sometimes she misses out.

Or comes running to the gate in a panic. “I’m sorry I’m late. It won’t happen again.”

She’s come to rely on that daily ration of grain. You can see in the photos, that she’s pretty ribby.

 

Notice how she's keeping one eye on Pepper as she finishes the last morsels of grain.

Notice how she’s keeping one eye on Pepper as she finishes the last morsels of grain.

One day when Chickadee was extra slow getting to the gate, Rick decided to offer her curb service, rather than bring her out to eat and then put her back in. Pepper was almost halfway through her pan of grain, so it seemed like a good idea.

 

We do have other things to do with our time besides hang out at the pasture, though the horses can’t fathom such a thought.

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