|George helping saddle Bud|
George loves people, but if Bud's around he prefers him to people, though he will leave Bud's side to come over for an ear scratch or a handful of fresh green grass.
George and Sunny, the miniature mare, have a love hate relationship. He'd like to be friends but she won't have anything to do with him. She also loves Bud. And who wouldn't love a male with a broad chest, muscular neck, firm round rump, a full black mane and tail, and a twinkle of mischief in his eye.
When we stacked the first cutting of grass hay in the barn, my hubby moved the tractor over, which made it harder to get Bud in and out the pasture where he, George, and Sunny are staying. So once, hubby helped me get him out, I kept him in the corral so I could ride every day. Sunny paced the fence closest to the corral and George stood in the corner Hee Hawing several times a day. It wasn't like they couldn't see Bud standing in the corral, but they were both having Bud withdrawals.
Considering George's Houdini tricks before, I was pretty sure I'd find him standing alongside the corral one day, but he stayed in the pasture.
I was going to be away for a few days, so I decided to return Bud to the pasture. Only he was scared of the narrow area he had to stand while I unhooked the hotwire gate. I dropped his rope and let him back out, while I unhooked the gate and tossed it into the pasture. I caught Bud and tried to lead him forward. He kept eyeing the hotwire and refusing.
George walked over to the hotwire and picked up the handle in his teeth and looked at Bud as if to say, "See, it won't hurt you." Bud looked at him and then followed me into the pasture.