Horse moving

Our big activity this weekend has been moving Scotty. He left the old barn and rode a trailer to his new digs - way out in the country. It's a much bigger place than his old barn.
There are lots more horses.

This farm breeds Rocky Mountain horses so there are babies of all ages - this one peeking out of its enclosure with its mom is only a week old.

Scotty's new stall is down the same aisle where the mama and baby are.
The barn is huge and has three aisles of stalls and a big riding arena.

This is more a working farm than a riding stable, so there are farm dogs to greet you when you arrive.

There is Old MacDonald, the farmer, who has collected all the various animals that populate the place. The dog in this picture is named Archilles and he is a Catahoula Cur dog.

There are the ubiquitous barn cats.
And the barn swallows who are hard to photograph.
Unlike other farm birds.

The barn is not a quiet place. There are chickens clucking and roosters crowing,

ducks quacking and geese honking.

There are sheep

and goats

and...llamas???

something like a llama, anyway.

As time goes on I'll get more pictures of creatures here, but now it's time to head home and ice my foot.

"Waait a minute" says Scotty. "You don't mean to leave me here, do you?"
Sorry about that. Make yourself at home, horse.