Once frost kills the grass in the autumn and snow arrives, the horses aren’t interested in wandering from their home paddock. The gates to the larger fields are closed, and not reopened until the fields have a chance to dry out and grass begins to grow. Lately, Czarina and the donkeys have been standing longingly by the gate, and I opened up one of the fields for them this week. At the time, the donkeys were busy observing RailGuy as he tidied up around a bird house.
Czarina noticed the open gate right away. She went and stood just inside the field and looked back for her donkeys. “Guys! What’s keeping you? Come on!”
Soon the donkeys caught up with her and the grand celebratory gallop began.
They took off through the little copse of trees and charged into the open field.
They galloped to! They galloped fro!
Round and round they go!
Finally, satisfied that they had expressed their joie de vivre, their celebration of spring, they settled down to taste the new grass. Delicious!
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Happy, happy, joy, joy! The donkeys look as though they’re not even touching the ground.
Dandy, anyone who thinks that animals don’t experience joy haven’t been around animals much! Technically, it could be that they’re not touching the ground. The gallop has a phase in which all four feet are off the ground. Wheee!
This post sure did make me smile! Kinda the way I felt on the weekend out in the garden at last, minus the galloping 😉