Resorting to animal stories

When you only have teens in the house there is a shortage of cute children stories, so I need to resort to animal stories. With transitioning a new horse into the herd, I at least have material in that realm. 

Adding Luke into the herd is going well. All three big horses are sharing the pastures, albeit grazing far, far apart from each other. This is not Emmy's choice. She would be as close to Luke as she could get if it were just her. But Major is there as well and he definitely does not want Emmy to hang with Luke. My incredibly easy going horse is not so easy going at the moment. It's a different side to him that I hadn't seen. So far Emmy is putting up with it, but my money is on her growing weary of Major telling her what to do. In the interim, she is allowing herself to be herded away. But I think she is growing tired of it all. 

At night the big horses typically have access to the stalls and the dry lot. Since it is not a terribly large dry lot and there's not really enough room for Luke to get away from Major, Luke has been shut in his stall at night both to give him some peace from Emmy and some barrier between him and Major. In order for the other horses to focus and eat their food, they have also been shut in their stalls for a couple of hours. They all need the space during the transition period. 

Inevitably, when one of us goes out to open Emmy and Major's doors, Emmy has already let herself out and also let out Major. She's good with latches. (Luke's stall is locked with a carabiner because of this talent of Emmy's.) Last night was a little different. When she was done eating, Emmy let herself out as she does, but left Major in his stall. This allowed her to hang her head over Luke's stall door to her heart's content. Major does not know how to work handles. 

The whole thing made me laugh. I would like to fast forward a bit to when Major and Luke are friends, though.