The pups and horses have been teasing one another for years.
A couple of days ago, I looked outside and called for Holly to come inside. Then when I didn't see RCA I thought he was off near the barn. I looked out of the picture window to see RCA on the other side of the fence wondering how to get back into his space. We fixed the spot where they separated the staples for the non-climb and thought that was the end of it.
I looked outside and Holly Jolly was running with the big four leggers. So this time we found the big staples and fixed the fence again. As they had learned the first time how to get into the horses area, the second time reinforced the behavior. While we out manuvered them the third time, they managed in their effort to again play with the four leggers, to break the pipe I use to fill the horses water troughs.
This would have been a not so urgent plumbing emergency, except that the men who resetting the back pasture had left an opening in the fence where the well is the week before, and the blond stepped on the pipe that goes underground and down to the barn, breaking it. If we had only put the shut off valve back on for that pipe, we wouldn't have had the emergency nor needed turn the water to the house off. Oh well.
I wish I could see the pups faces when they actually get sized up against the other four leggers in the same yard. I also wonder what they do once they get loose in that yard. I know Mira wouldn't hurt them as Maxwell Brown was here when he was first foaled out of Henrietta. Well he might pull on their ears the way he used to grab Maxes ears. I didn't see any marks on any ears so I guess that didn't happen. Buddy the blond on the other hand is different, some days he has a halfway pleasant look on his face whenever the pups lay down in thier yard where he is standing and some days he doesn't.
I guess the pups don't go near Melania or else she has matured to the point to tolerate other animal species. When the pups were very young they would grab her hay out of her stall and eat some of her alfalfa, so maybe she has adopted them as hers. Who knows what goes through the minds of animals unless you can see that extra wrinkle around the horses nose telling you they just are not in the mood, or see thier ear position, or the telltail [pun intended] sign of them wringing their tails in displeasure.
