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05/13/2002: "Send In The Clowns… Don’t Bother, He’s Here"

Where to begin… our feed tubs in the stalls are set up to be removable for easier cleaning. Well, Mr. Indy must have thought he dropped some of his breakfast underneath his tub, because he pulled it out of it’s holder and tossed it in the barn isle! When I came up and asked him what the heck he thought he was doing, he had the MOST innocent look on his face. He was just checking after all. Right.

Yesterday, we were adding shavings to the stalls. We have two brands at the moment, one in plastic bags, one in paper. I had just emptied a couple of the plastic bagged bales in his stall, hung the bags over the stall rail, and was spreading the shavings when Indy came in and decided to play with one of the bags. He pulled it off the rail and flung it around in his teeth for a few moments. Then he decided to play footsie with it. He dropped to the floor and proceeded to paw and stomp on it. When he tired of that, he decided to check out one of the paper bags. Still with the plastic bag underfoot, he picked up a paper one and started swinging that around. He turned to Ami’s stall and was holding the bag high enough that it cleared the gate into Ami’s stall. Ami was nonplussed enough to actually miss taking a bite of her hay - and that don’t happen often. Mike and I were rolling in the isle. I laughed so hard I was almost too weak to finish Ami’s stall. This kid is killing me. Oh, for a video!!

The weather here has been so gloomy and dark ever since Indy got here, I haven’t bothered to even try to take any pictures. I really want to catch him with the sun on his coat. He’s still not all shed out yet - neither is Ami - but he’s turning a dark chocolate with coppery highlights. And SO shiny. Come on Sun!!!