Yesterday was a momentous occasion. For the first time in a couple of months, Moonie and his family spent the morning out in the upper pastures.
Normally, we walk the whole crew en masse, but yesterday I thought it prudent to walk Moonie by himself. Yesterday was the first for leading him by halter and lead rope any long distance since he became one-eyed. Normally I lead him by standing on his left side. Moonie usually ends up following me or picking his own side (we're not very strict around here). Since his left side is his blind side, I thought he might appreciate seeing me as we walked together, so I started out on his right instead. Our walk was uneventful - so that is good.
Upon reaching the pasture, I turned him loose and he took off running in his usual manner - joyful!
Within minutes, we brought the rest of the herd up to join him and they all ran around like they hadn't been out in years- running, bucking, kicking.... the equine version of whooping and hollering! Sadly, they were too far away for me to get a photo of the celebration. Within a minute, they settled down to the task of munching.