|Letting Cin get settled in with Peebs in the drylot at first|
Red, the oldest on the place at 28 is the one with the broken coffin bone. He's turned out during the day with Peebs in the dry lot which shares a fence line on two sides with the big pasture. Red used to be boarded at my old barn and both his owner and I kinda forgot that he sometimes falls hopelessly in love with mares. The first few days Cinder was out Red was frantically pacing the fence line trying to catch her attention and push the other boys away from her. She couldn't have cared less about him. We started calling him the creepy old man and told him that toxic masculinity bullshit will not be tolerated at TCF. He does seem to calmed down a bit and isn't quite as frantic when Cinder's close to the fence.
|Out with her best bud Scottie|