The geldings are in one of the farther pastures right now, and with all of our rain, we've been doing the slip-and-slide through the mud out to the pasture gate. Everyone's very good on the lead, but you can tell that they're brimming with energy and ready to go. Fred and Fritz both cantered off from the gate all the way to the back of the pasture, and then Fritz really dug in and sprinted all the way back to the gate. He stood there waiting to stir up trouble as I brought Joe and Scout out. Fritz and Scout took off immediately, and did numerous laps at a gallop, with Scout throwing in a bunch of big bucks as he went. One of Scout's blanket belly straps came loose, so I went into the pasture to fix it, but had to wait for a few moments for them to calm down, while fending off slipping, sliding, galloping horses. Finally, Scout stood there blowing and stayed still for me to refasten his blanket and straighten it - it was starting to slide around with all the action.
These cold mornings are certainly exciting - although the mares decided grazing was more important today. Tomorrow we're changing pastures, and that's sure to result in more action.