I know you are bored with hearing about Izzy and his toys, but I feel as though I am now on one of King Arthur's quests: find the perfect toy.
Except it needs to wiggle, not roll under the fence, and be indestructible.
At this point, Izzy now owns two jolly balls, a feed pan, a traffic cone, a giant ball, a feed sack, and a rolling treat dispenser. He also repurposes his feed bin and water trough into toys on an as needed basis.
When I got to the barn on Thursday afternoon, Izzy revealed that he can now fling a 30 inch ball up and over a five foot fence.
When I got to the barn on Thursday afternoon, Izzy revealed that he can now fling a 30 inch ball up and over a five foot fence.
Dude should be a FIFA player!
Matilda suggested I try one of those treat dispenser toys, so I ordered one of those recently. He doesn't find it as entertaining as the giant ball, but it was empty of the hay cubes and rice bran I had shoved in there the night before.
It was at least fun for me to watch him figure the thing out. The horse is smart. He knew there was food in there so he kept rolling the ball and snuffling along in the dirt behind it picking up what fell out. I don't know how he figured it out so quickly, but he did.
It was at least fun for me to watch him figure the thing out. The horse is smart. He knew there was food in there so he kept rolling the ball and snuffling along in the dirt behind it picking up what fell out. I don't know how he figured it out so quickly, but he did.
Treat Dispenser!
Why this particular horse has such an active mind is a mystery to me. Maybe all horses sit around thinking of stuff to do but aren't creative enough to turn their stall into a playpen. I watch Speedy who seems perfectly content to stand in the shade swishing his tail at flies. He wouldn't come near any of the things that I've given Izzy over the last few weeks.
Izzy is only seven, a teenager in equine years. Hopefully he'll start to settle down as he reaches the maturity that comes with full adulthood. If not, my barn owner is not going to be too happy when the barn comes tumbling down around our ears!
Izzy is only seven, a teenager in equine years. Hopefully he'll start to settle down as he reaches the maturity that comes with full adulthood. If not, my barn owner is not going to be too happy when the barn comes tumbling down around our ears!
