May 22, 2010

Today we got to meet G's yearling.  Were we in for a surprise.   We were anticipating a filly, a chestnut or sorrel filly.  When we got to the ranch and were taken to meet her challenge, she turned out to be a HE.  And HE is already gelded and HE is black, jet black. 

This is the first time we saw him.  He still has some of his winter baby fuzz.

 

The baby is very frightened having been hauled from Burns, Oregon to Yamhill only two days ago and now he has been funneled down a chute and into the back of our trailer and is preparing for another journey to another home.  I hope he soon learns that we mean him no harm. 

They opened his stall door and used a long stick with a bag (called a flag) on the end to move him into the chute and toward our trailer at the other end.  He was clearly afraid but complied.

We had not pulled out of the drive of the ranch before my husband said he wants to keep the horse.  It is going to be a long 98 days.

He has plenty of room to move around if needed on the trip home.  This is our closest look at him so far.