
Look what is ripe at the ranch.
I love apricots, all the horses do...well Salty and Freedom don't, but that means all the more for the rest of us who can have sugars.
Each evening the
DOR and
Mushboy gather up the ones that have fallen on the ground and distribute them to all the horses. They are fun to eat, we drip juice everywhere and then spit out the seeds. They have been a great treat on these days that have been a bit over 100 degrees. Shandi, my niece, tries to share my apricots with me but I am having none of it. In fact when she tries to sneak mine I chase her off and eat her's too, that is what she gets for having bad manners. Last night I tried to follow the DOR out of the pasture, I figured I could head to the apricot tree and eat all that I wanted. She wouldn't let me out and told me that it would be bad for me to eat too musch sugars...that is what she thinks, sugars make me happy, how could it be bad to be happy. She muttered something about causing laminitis, making me rammy. I didn't hear most of it because I quit listening as soon as she said I could only have so much sugar I decided to put on a pout. All my pout got me was some scritches, a hug, and an extra kiss on my nose...I guess it was better than nothing.
Freedom gets squished up apples and Salty gets Berry Good treats instead of apricots.
The
DOR is taking a dressage lesson, her first one, with an instructor in
Ellensburg. I wish I was going to watch, it should be pretty amusing to watch.
Enjoy your day and don't forget to hug your DOR