So yesterday was the first day since he go hurt that Gen was able to go back out in his field. I had a game plan down. I went in the morning to go turn him out, let him get his sillies out, and then I would come back in the afternoon and give him a few hours in his normal field again where I expected him to be calm. Below is why I get so nervous about my pony!
"Yay...I am out...and a big fancy warmblood"
"Is this fresh mud?!?!?!"
"Chill out Mom. A little tendon strain for a good roll is so worth it"
If this is not joy I don't know what is
"Geeze...why am I still so clean? I need to fix that"
"Chill out Mom...I am being good"
"I love to roll"
"Yee Haw! Why are you yelling Mom?"
"See, nice and calm Mom. I am good"
"What, you could still see white? I will be nice and calm when I get up this time I swear"
Look at that happy face...
And this is the moment where I had a heart attack and didn't want him to go back out in his field
But, a few hours later when I did put him back out he was great! He clearly got all his badness out in the small field.