Foal to Weanling to Yearling

Hard to believe that a year has flown by and Nate is now a yearling. These pictures were taken in March and he is substantially bigger now and into even more mischief! His favorite activity is to take an empty five gallon pail and play with it. First he picks it up and carries it, swinging it to and fro. Then he gives it a fling and the chase is on! He races after it, his teeth bared, his head against the side of the pail and he rolls it as fast as he can go. When it hits a stone and turns unexpectedly, he falls to his knees next to it, bangs it with his head to start it rolling again and the race resumes, often with substantial rearing, kicking and bucking. He does this time after time, going as fast as he can. Sometimes he manages to get the bucket under the fence and then playtime is over until someone retrieves it. I've learned to fill two buckets when he and Mickey (seen in the background) are out and leave one as a toy. Otherwise Nate kicks one over!

Nate has no official name yet, so I call him Nosy Nate (it seemed better than Hey, You)--a fitting name for someone who has his nose into everything! Mickey is the leader of this herd of two and takes no sass. Which is really funny as Mickey is one of the mildest horses I know!

So, happy first birthday, Nate! All those fireworks were for you!

Hugs to all,

Sharon

P.S. Yes, for those of you who check the time I post, it is just around 8:00! Just in case you have to get in bed early if tomorrow is a work day!