Well, we made it to the round pen. Kind of launched in there on the tail end of a series of forward jumps, but hey, we did it. Good thing I had the gate open to receive him. :)
This is probably the first time he's ever grazed in his life. What a thought.
(He was born in a holding facility - basically a feedlot situation)
He thoroughly enjoyed himself.
He still checked in with me though. Mostly looking for treats, I think, but also wanting companionship.
What a goob.
He looks really small in the round pen. I sure do hope he grows.
Meanwhile: Scout, outstanding in his field.
He sure isn't small. Big tub o' lard. I think he may have grown again - I mean upward, not just sideways. Maybe it just seems like it because I've been hanging out with short Luc.
I was tempted to leave Luc in the round pen after his jumpy trip there, but we have some cold, windy weather coming in, and I didn't want him to be without shelter. So I pulled on my big girl panties, caught him up easily, and walked him back to the mustang pen. He did just fine. I think he was relieved to be back in his familar place.