In the beginning... They stayed far away.
A neighbour's horse handler that came to look at their hooves. He was so comfortable around them and once again showed us that if you've got the confidence and know-how, everything is easier.
Mucking is a daily job.
Getting some exercise.
We put her in a small enclosure for 2 days, so that we could offer her grass/treats without Arend eating it all up before she could summon enough courage to come closer.
Chilling with the horses in the vegetable garden (they're on the other side of the fence).
First attempt at putting the halter on.
Additional bales for food.
Because of dominance issues and typical stallion behavior that can become dangerous though, my parents decided that Arend had to be castrated. The vet's visit proved very educational - the procedure was interesting and all of us now know we definitely do not want to be a vet one day.
Anesthetics having an effect.
Preparing for surgery.
He used a knife...
and a lot of scissors.
Washing it with water.
Anti-fly spray. They leave the wound open - according to the vet new skin is formed in as soon as 4 days.
Checking for approximately how old he is (around 4 years).
Slowly waking up.
The look on his face...
The poor horse looked as if he'd just woken up from some terrible nightmare.
Unsteady on his feet.
He'll be okay.