Hay for Days

There is nothing like a barn full of hay. It smells good, it looks good, and it gives you a feeling of complete satisfaction. Knowing you don't have to worry about getting more for a while is a very good feeling.

I don't have to buy hay anymore, but I still love to see a barn full of the sweet smelling stuff. My ranch owner's hay barn was getting pretty empty, but she assured me that a delivery was on the way.  

The ranch feeds 10 horses.

While I was busy moving, the hay truck finally arrived. I was bummed to have missed it because it is quite interesting to watch the squeeze at work. The ranch owner feeds alfalfa because it's cost effective and plentiful here on the west coast. To my joy, she also feeds a beautiful grass hay that she brings in from Oregon. That's what just got delivered.

It does rain in California, if only intermittently.

While Reggie and his son tarped the ends of the hay stack, Speedy and I hung out on the lawn watching them work. Stacking and covering hay is not nearly as much fun as admiring the finished product.

I was pretty pleased at how relaxed Speedy was about the noise of the tarp as it shook and flapped. Speedy gave the guys a long look, but then he went back to grazing.

Happy to be out and about.

Now that the hay is delivered and covered, winter is welcome to arrive. It was so warm on Saturday that both boys got a bath, and no one shivered. We like our sun here in California, but we would all welcome some rain.