When we left for church yesterday morning there was an extra horse in our pasture. Daisy may have invited him, but I don't think so. She didn't seem interested in him at all.
Daisy, on the left, is a mare. The horse on the right is a stud. The man in the middle is a stud wrangler. And all dressed up for the job.
But this old horse had apparently been wrangled before and he was having none of it.
So Daryl had a change of clothes, got Shiloh's advice, and tried again.
I'm sorry to say that before the rodeo could begin, the horse stopped playing this game and just ran home. Daryl could have roped him, though. I've seen him do it before.