Two of a kind

We have some serious brotherly love going on here.

Radar was one of the victims for the farrier today-- he and three of his friends needed shoes for Labor Day camping. After each one got done, I put them in the front pasture which has been empty so it could be scalped to de-weed it. That is why it is so short right now--it looks like a low-rent golf course. Anyway, Radar and Hawk have been separated in different pastures, until today.
I do not know how much Hawk cares about Radar, but Radar thinks Hawk is the second coming of Jesus. I forgot about Hawk until several hours after I had turned everyone else out, and had to go back over there to turn him out. When I put Hawk out, Radar came running as fast as he possibly could to greet him like he had not seen him in years. Forget the fact that they had been stalled next to each other all day.

It is really interesting to see them interact.

I kind of suspected this whack was coming. Hawk seems to inspire this weird sort of worship in a lot of horses, so he is used to having to tell someone to get up off his ass. He is pretty nice about though, and almost never has to make actual contact. Radar is kind of relentless though. Notice Radar's ears--he is not saddened by being told to back off...I think it is part of their game with each other.

And they immediately return to palling up and hanging out together. I had been hoping for one of those wild horse scenes where they stand up and strike at each other--it makes great pictures. I did not get it though. Obviously.

Radar is going with me tomorrow to Sam Dale, so we will get to relive this great reunion scene again when we get back.

Horses are so funny.