Following The Leader. . .

Talk about more stuff I hadn't taken into consideration when getting ready to move Gus. At the large boarding facility, food was provided. So, off to the feed store I went to place my first ever hay order. My dilemma? How many bales did I actually need? I knew he had three flakes a day, but I had absolutely no clue how many flakes were in a bale or how many bales he went through every month. Thankfully, the young lady at the feed store suggested I order 6 to start, and that is exactly what I did. I felt so accomplished! Lol. . . Yes. . . I am that easy to please.

Once the hay was delivered, it was time to move the horse. The horse that wouldn't dare walk down the trail, even to save his own life! Our new trainer (the adorable young cowboy guy) offered to pony Gus to his new barn. I agreed and he showed up with his sweet mare (built like a tank) to walk our boy to his new home. My daughter tied on his rope halter and I crossed my fingers. I wasn't sure how this rope halter was going to work, as we normally used his heavy nylon halter and a stud chain. I was certain someone was going to get hurt. The rope halter was so thin! Gus was totally amped up when we handed him over. The wind was blowing tornado style and it was almost dusk. It didn't matter to our new trainer. He took the lead rope and his mare immediately put Gus in his place simply by moving her body to change Gus's position. The look on Gus's face was so funny. He didn't seem to figure out whether he was offended or reassured by the mare's demeaned. I was really amazed and impressed by what I had just witnessed. At that point, Gus started to calm down. We verified the location, and then watched them head off down the trail.

From This. . . 

Once they were out of sight, we rushed over to Gus's new barn to wait for their arrival. We didn't have to wait long. About 20 minutes later we greeted one trainer, a calm laid back mare, and a dripping with sweat, but calm, Gus. My daughter led the drippy boy into his new bachelor pad. Gus was so confused. He stood staring out at his corral from the box stall area for about 10 minutes. It finally took his barn mate (another young gelding) running down to the far fence to get Gus to venture out. That's when he lost his little marbles. He ran like a maniac for at least 5 minutes nonstop! Yes. . . He had enough room to pick up a nice lope! He was so excited! And we were excited for him.

To This!!