Morning at the farm!

The horses are addicted to the grass. They are not cleaning up their hay at night and Irish is even rejecting his morning grain in his anxiousness to get outside. I have decided to not worry about it and hope that it sorts itself out.

Every morning I let Irish out and then Steele, who goes into Irish's stall to clean up.
Here's what happens next:

Ed says that Steele thinks he's a race horse.