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12/31/2002: "Indy The Snow Man"
All that snow I wrote about on Christmas Day is now gone. Our temperatures have been in the 40’s and, incredibly, 55 yesterday afternoon. However, the snow stuck around long enough for Indy to demonstrate beyond the shadow of a doubt that he is indeed a “snower.”
Sunday afternoon I was just hanging with the guys when Indy decided it was time for a romp. He tried to aggravate Ami enough to get her going too - and she did run with him to the top of the hill with him, but that was it for her. She said, “Beat it, Kid. I’M gonna graze.” So he did.
He started trotting and then went to a full gallop. He tore around the entire west side of the pasture several times, came barreling into the barn for a few sips of water, then burned off again. Even Ami stopped her grazing on top of the hill to watch him. She looked like she was thinking he’d taken leave of his senses. More laps around the pasture - I really lost count. And this was in at LEAST 3-4 inches of snow, and drifts MUCH deeper. He didn’t care - he was FLYING.
By this time, I was getting a little concerned. It was starting to get dark, and while it wasn’t extremely cold, I still worried about his getting too sweaty. When he FINALLY stopped and I started checking him, he wasn’t even breathing hard. I mean, he wasn’t puffing AT ALL. His nostrils weren’t even flared. If I hadn’t seen that blow-out for myself, I’d never have known he’d been doing anything other than grazing - which is want he actually WAS doing now.
It was dinnertime by now, so I fed them and checked Indy over again. Nothing. I DID cut his grain for this meal. He never gets much, but I figured why take chances. Besides, I had apples for them, and Indy loves apples better than ANYTHING, so I don’t think he noticed the small amount of Omolene.
Oh Geez! I can’t WAIT to ride this Dude in the snow!!!
