Leave It To Gambler

Today was rainy from the get go. It was raining when I woke up and I don't think it stopped sprinkling all day. I wasn't expecting to get much done with Gambler, because I didn't know what the weather or footing would be like at the barn. I figured that I could at least play the seven games or groom him in the cross-ties.

As soon as we got to the barn Mom took Kezi for her daily walk. Kezi and Gambler were both quite riled up. I wasn't surprised, it is a rainy, wet, slightly windy spring day. The kind of day that usually puts horses on edge. Not to mention that Kezi has been mostly stuck in a stall while she recuperates and Gambler is in general a wackadoodle.

He looks pretty calm. Under the trees too.

Nevermind . . . 

Then, in the middle of galloping across the pasture, Gambler decided to roll.

Then he sat there for a while.

Looking attractive there buddy.

And he's back at it again.

Then Mom brought Kezi into the yard to graze and Gambler (who at this point had really worked himself into a playful frenzy) started sizing up the fence. I sadly put away the camera and gave him his hay. Funny how easily Gambler's affection can be bought. I brought him into the barn and brushed most of the dirt off. I asked Mom to get some conformation pictures. She took a pic of one side, but I couldn't get him to stand still and face the other direction. While trying to find a flat area where he would stand still, I caught sight of the distraction.

And he looks butt-high, which is why we didn't take the conformation pics here. 

A beaver! Mom took some really good pictures of it. 

Meanwhile, in the barn:

"Did. You. See. That. Thing."

"Can you let me out? I wanna play with it. Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease?!?!?!"

"I NEED to play with it. It looks friendly. Very friendly. I'm lonely. I never get any attention. Pleeeeease may I make a new friend?"

This from the horse that is afraid of wind.