I woke up early this morning because my dumb cell phone was going dead and beeps every 30 seconds or so to let me know that it's dying. Sheesh! Whoever thought up that dumb design function needs to be shot! So, anyway it turns out to be a blessing in disguise because dear hubby who usually does the chores in the mornings had decided to leave the horses in today because it was raining. Yeah...so? It's Oregon silly willy, it's usually raining. My thoughts are that if we left them inside every day that it rained, they'd never get outside.
So I head out to put their blankets on and throw their bums out. Don't feel sorry for them, we have two separate shelters and either one of them is big enough to house all of them. And, it's a warm rain - maybe around 45ish...something like that. So I end up putting the blankets on the girls only, they're both mature ladies and deserve a little extra TLC and outside they all go. And of course they expect to have a little extra hay, so of course I oblige. They're so spoiled and it shows. They're all a little "fluffy" if you know what I mean. And while I'm dispersing piles of hay out in the pasture, I can't help but notice their little pecking order shenanigans. Soooo amusing to me!!
Shad is definitely the "lord and ruler" over his herdmates. Everybody accepts that without exception. Even llama bin laden, you know, Merlin. But after that, things get a little sketchy...you do know that entertainment in the country comes cheap don't you?? Well, so here's where my morning time schedule goes all to heck, because I just have to stand there and take it all in. So there I stand out in the middle of the pasture in my nightgown in the rain with my hubby's wool knee socks and my mucks and my winter coat in the middle of 5 horses and 1 llama who are trying to decide just who is really in charge here.
First off, we have difinitively decided that Shad is the number 1. No questions about his authority, and normally Ladde is number 2...followed by Harley...followed by Siri...followed by Kadie...and lastly Merlin, the llama. Sounds simple enough, right?
Not so fast...now the girls will trade off all the time. Seems like they're always trying to decide just who is lead mare for the day. One day Siri is the queenie and then the next day Kadie is the queenie, and then sometimes it depends on where they are, or who they're standing by is the determining factor. You just can't keep up with those two, and truth be told, I don't think either one of them really cares a whole lot. So, they're kind of boring in the whole scheme of things, but they're all a part of the recipe. Even once in a while Kadie can boss Harley around and he's okay with that...because he loves Kadie. However, most of the time Harley delights in his little fantasy that Kadie is his woman and he herds her around and tries to protect her from everybody else and even though Kadie pretends that she hates this, I think she secretly enjoys it (most of the time anyway). But Harley is always king farook over Siri...she's scared of Harley (and he delights in that most of the time) because nobody but Siri pays a whole lot of attention to Harley anyway; he's a pushover and everybody (including Kadie) knows it.
Here's where it can get confusing...now remember that Siri usually rules the roost over Kadie, not always but most of the time; and Harley rules over both of the girls most of the time, but sometimes not Kadie and all three of them always boss Merlin (the llama) around. This is without exception.
Insert Ladde. Keep in mind that Ladde has firmly established his dominion over Harley, Siri and Kadie. He is definitely number 2 in the overall herd's pecking order. However...Merlin (the llama) has set his dominance over Ladde. Yep. Even though Harley, Siri and Kadie are bosses over the llama, Ladde is not. However humiliating that fact, it is nonetheless the truth. Merlin has somehow established enough of an "air of superiority" that it has Ladde intimidated. Well, that and his ability to spit.
Herein lies the key.
Where Shad, Harley (especially Harley, he doesn't give a rip), Kadie and Siri will occasionally suffer the occasional onslaught of flying green phlegm...Ladde - under any circumstances - will not be subjected to this bit of indignity. PERISH THE THOUGHT!! I do believe that Ladde would willingly forego his breakfast before he would digress to the unfathomable and unpardonable act of allowing himself to be spit upon by that llama!!
Instead, whenever Ladde and the llama have a moment of indecision over the rights to a certain pile of hay...Ladde leads with his rather large and intimidating behind. He has really developed walking backwards, with only a slight tilting of the head and glancing behind, to an artform. I do not jest. It truly is something to behold and appreciate; the way his body arcs just so...and he maneuvers with the greatest of ease...around in a circle to place his big old butt right directly in front of the hay - and Merlin...and with the best dirty look he can muster, and intimidating lift of leg...just so...and still the llama stands his ground!!! For the love of Pete! - does this blankety blank llama not know that this 1400 poundish animal could remove his freaking head with just one well-placed hoof??? Well, if he does he ain't lettin' it show...because stand his ground he does with the best of them! Gotta give credit where credit is due. That is one heck of a ballsy llama! Either that...or he's just plain stupid - and I haven't figured that one out yet. And, apparently neither has Ladde because more often than not, his grandiose display of equine superiority and threatening body language does absolutely nothing...and he walks away and leaves llama dude to his pile of hay.
With his dignity intact.
Well, if nobody was watching anyway.
We must all choose our battles...we win some, and we lose some. And in the end, hopefully there's nobody keeping score.
Because if there is...we're all toast.
Yep...I am easily amused.