Pasture

3 years ago we fenced the pastures. It was alot of work--during a very hot July. Since then the separate pastures have been not just for feeding. The major ice storm in 09 trashed the main pasture. Many trees and branches--laden with ice--crashed to the earth. Breaking the fences. Cluttering the ground. The horses were trapped. In shock. They couldn't have "escaped" to the hills. Which--as all horse owners know--they love to do. I was able to move them to an open pasture. One undamaged--with standing fence. They calmed down. It was a horrible 6 days. No electricity. So no water. Or heat. The horses had a safe place tho. All that July sweat was worth it.

Dogs and Their Work

All dogs need work. Sullivan's work is to guard and protect. Booker was born  last April. In this photo Boo is 8 hours old. Sully stayed outside that night. Unusual for him. This is why. I knew the birthing time was close. Sullivan knew it was now. Just a dog. Doing his work. What a gift.