|Samson on the left, Robyn's boy Linkin on the right|
|Leaving The Meadows at Waxhaw|
|The boys after being turned out the first time!|
|Joined at the hip...|
|Samson grazing Saturday morning|
Samson has become incredibly affectionate since moving too. He comes up to me in the pasture to say hello, and on Sunday I stopped by in the afternoon to just hang out, and ended up sitting in the stall with him for quite awhile. At one point, he literally laid his muzzle on the top of my head, and stood there for ten minutes while I stroked his muzzle. I love my big guy. I ended up throwing on a bridle Sunday night and hacking around the pasture bareback. It was SUCH a blast!
|The view from hacking around bareback :-)|