We fixed the fence and let Rosie out again with the horses. For all the snorting and posturing and agressiveness I put up with on Friday night, this was a really non-event! The horses gave Rosie a brief glance before returning back to their hay barely holding back their yawns.
Sagwa, however, couldn't even interrupt his nap next to the bale.
Dakota H., the peacekeeper, welcomed her to the herd.
Of course, how could anyone resist a face like this?
Just love this picture!