Nice quiet evening

Mark had more heart-related tests done today.  No results yet, but he's sure the cardiologist is just trying to run up his bill and that he doesn't really "need" the tests.  Well, we'll know for sure when he gets the results next week.  If it's okay with him, though, I'll just keep my fingers crossed until then.

It's finally stopped storming every night so the horses get to come in and eat, then go back out and graze until morning.  They're loving it.  Here they are at dinner . . .

The vet said Duke is a "bit" overweight.  So I guess we'll have to cut back on his feed while he's out grazing most of the time.  It's not like he actually eats all that much, though, really.  Well - I guess it's good that he's such an "easy keeper."

All the stalls had pine shavings in them originally, but the only one who seems to like having them there is Ladybug.  Everyone else has scrapped them away so they're outside the stalls!  And even hers have been shoved over to one side of the stall.

The ears on Ladybug's fly mask hide that ear that's bent strangely since the surgery.  I'll have to remember to take a picture tomorrow when I take the mask off to  clean and medicate that ear. 

Lizzie's stall has that covered porch outside one of the doors, and she seems to prefer to eat out there then come inside to "use the bathroom."  There's just no accounting for her behavior.  But at least she doesn't feel the need to bury everything like a cat the way she used to over at Al's!  I guess I should be satisfied, huh?  

Those stalls are all going to look so good when we get that nice white polyethylene sheeting applied to the bottom six feet of the walls.  Then once they get the rest of the plywood on the walls up there at the top, we're going to spray everything above the polyethylene with white paint with more of that Hy-Tech paint additive that makes the paint reflect heat.  But all the unused plywood sheets were screwed up onto the walls just to keep them out of the way right before the horses came home. That doesn't exactly improve the look at the moment, does it?  Oh, well -- the horses are happy.  And so am I, actually.  It's wonderful to have them home.