Tuesday, April 5, 2016
A Beautiful Sight
I started moving a hay bale, and saw that there were several of them, and they were jumping up out from between the wooden slats of the pallets like porpoises, because I disturbed their nest. We gave the time to find a new home before dragging all the pallets out of the barn.
I ordered 80 bales this time, because I want less deliveries. It seems that I always run out of hay at inconvenient times. I ran out at Christmas and was worried that everyone would be on vacation and all the stores would be closed. This time it was looking like I was going to run out right when our next rain storm arrives, so I ordered early. I'm guesstimating that if I don't sell a horse, I'll be due for more hay at the end of July, just in time for monsoon season. I usually buy less when it rains a lot, so it doesn't get ruined.
The horses are so funny when the hay truck arrives. They see it backing down the driveway, and they take off running out of the barn. Then they see that it is hay for them, and they are visibly torn between running to the truck and running away from it. Rock usually runs up to it and starts salivating. Then once the hay is deposited, and the claws and arms start folding up again, he takes off running and bucking.