Birds, brat, Beamer and boomers

There is a huge flock of cowbirds here; hundreds and hundreds of them. And one little Kestrel can send them wheeling and hiding. It's quite something to watch; the big flock comes and lands in the trees surrounding our yard, and the Kestrel comes in and skims past the trees, and puts them all to flight. This morning they headed for the fenceline, and then back to the trees.

They are a noisy bunch, but it's not a bad sound, kinda pretty actually.

A certain little boy horse was a baaaaaad boy today. He didn't want to lead this morning, and pitched a little fit, for which he got a twack on the butt- well, he jerked away from me (I found out just how weak my shoulders are; dang arthritis!) and headed straight for the pen where his mama and Gussie are. Actually, the little brat went right through the electric fence and proceeded to drag it down and wrap it around a tree. Sigh. 

Fortunately, Ted was here to help block the mares and I caught them and turned them out in the big mare pasture until I could get their fence fixed. Then I took his nibs over and at least he decided to lead; he got his usual grain and grooming session. Tonight he was as good as gold, I think he finally has it figured out that this leading and tying business isn't so bad when it means having some good stuff to eat. 

I just got a new rain sheet for Beamer, and no sooner had I tried it on him than the temperature dropped and a big ole thunderstorm came a rockin' and a rollin' in, so I left it on him for the night.

He does love his blankets! The storm hit hard, and there was some lovely light so there is silly me dodging about the yard trying for a photo, at the same time trying to cook steaks on the BBQ and watch the season premier of Swamp People. Yep, I'm the queen of multi-tasking!