There Are Days (part 2)...

I easily got Cami and Molly Mule into a new field, as part of my reorganization plan. "Things are going well" I thought. Then the other horses went out of sight, and Cami realized she couldn't go with them. She panicked, and started running along the fence. 

Cami was abandoned where she was being boarded, and since she liked and trusted me they asked if I would take her. We think she was abused by a male rider sometime in her past, as she really didn't like anyone but me and intensely disliked men. Since she's been here she's calmed down and is very sweet. I really hope to eventually be able to ride her. She has a lovely gait, and look at that Arab tail!

Beautiful as she is to watch, she was shaking, and I was concerned she'd try to jump the fence. She is now back out with her herd. I think that she feels safe here with her draft horse companions, for the first time in a long while. Being separated from them took her right out of that safety zone. I'll work more slowly at this separation business.

While I was debating what to do, I thought I'd check the fence line, since the hot wire hasn't been working. Yesterday I climbed over the fence (and under the hot wire) to visit Pheroah, and I tried that again today. I touched the hot wire with my hand, and next thing I knew I was on my ass on the ground. One thing I've learned recently: if I unexpectedly end up on my butt on the ground, the best thing to do is to lie back and enjoy the view for awhile. Take in the sights and sounds. Then, when my body is again calm and relaxed, get up and back to work.

Lesson of the day: always unplug the charger before handling the electric wire.