Destination: southern Louisiana.
Reason: there's an colored assortment, take your pick.
Though when it comes to moving an equine, there's almost too much that goes into moving him halfway across the country.
Strenuous is the word i've been using to describe how the trip had affected Mr. Jackaroo, and people can barely believe that.
"Why, he was only in a trailer for about two days! How bad could it be?"
Ahaha.
A 6 hour stop was in need on the first day, where the horses were provided with stable rest and food/water.
Even then, loss of weight was a bit more than I expected. No, he didn't turn out to be the most emaciated horse i've ever seen, but he sure wasn't the chubby Pillsbury Doughboy either.
Even with two weeks down here in the South, things turn out very odd for such an overly curious horse as Mr. Jack.
New friends don't come quickly. he made them, but with the pace of the fastest snail on Earth.
You could imagine that's pretty slow.
Work-out schedules get messed with, and he now requires the ultimate lunging workout before sticking my foot anywhere near te stirrup.
I'm ok with that. What happens, happens.
I didn't expect heat. Or rain.
I should get smacked upside the head as if I were under the orders of a Mr. Gibbs, for not expecting so much heat.
The rain I could do without.
But what a move does to a horse can affect the owner just as well. I know this all to well.
It's hard to find a god trailering company that gives you a reasonable quote for our budget. Finding the right barn to. That came easier than the trailering, actually.
Have any of you ever had to make a great move? Or move to different barns?
Tell me your story, and comment!
