Am I right in saying that retired horses rule the roost?
They have often won our loyalty with years of faithful companionship. My retired off-the-track-thoroughbred-turned-Pony-Club-championship-novice-level-eventing horse owns my heart and I will forever love him.
Remember the song “Make new friends, but keep the old, one is silver and the other’s gold”? That’s my mare and my gelding. Both precious in my eyes: new friends and old.
My OTTB is home on my parents’ farm with his buddy Pete. I’m lucky to be visiting, even just for a few days. In large part, these two get to do what they want when they want. They are quite happily spoiled.
Even in sunny Florida, it’s important to take special care of these more seasoned horses in the winter. Today was quite rainy and the temperature is slated to drop to 41 tonight.
They tend to stay out of the rain, preferring to buddy up under the barn awning like this:
And we very rarely close their stall doors. But when I fed them this morning, I placed grain, carrots, and hay in the stalls in hopes it would entice the geldings to stay dry.
It worked. We blanketed them at dinner before the cold set in. Warm, dry, well-fed, and in good company. All taken care of for the night, the way dear friends should be.