My visit with Keizer was wonderful. I wasn't sure if he would remember me, but according to this article there's a good chance that he did. The big man looked absolutely beautiful, as always. He had the same sweet look in his eye, and he is still completely people-oriented, outgoing and sweet. Getting to hug him and pat him and scratch his itchy spots and kiss his soft muzzle and feed him mints felt like coming home. Such heaven.
To find him and then see him after so many years is a wonderful surprise. To see him so well taken care of, happy and comfortable and healthy and sound, is just more than I could have hoped for. I loved talking to his new owner and hearing everything about his past few years, what he's accomplished, how he's changed, and what is still the same. Turns out that as a gelding he can be a little bit fresh, whereas when he was a stallion he was always too laid back to be bothered with anything that required extra energy. Kind of interesting. I wonder if he was mad that we stole his manhood?
It's been really fun to see how many little mannerisms and habits that Keizer and Tucker share. A lot of Tucker's little habits (like holding up one front leg when he eats, for example) he got from his mom, which makes sense because he spent his first 5 months by her side. But the little quirks that he shares with Keizer are purely genetic which is pretty cool. For example, they both make this little gulping noise sometimes. I notice it all the time with Tucker, especially when he's nervous (like when he first gets off the trailer at a horse show), but I had forgotten that Keizer did that too until I heard it again. They also both do funny things with their lips and have very expressive mouths. Tucker twists his lips to the left a little while you ride so he ends up with a ton of foam on the left side of his mouth and just a tiny little bit on the right.
I also found out that Keizer was on the cover of Practical Horseman once, so hopefully if I get a copy of that I can share it with you all. For now, you'll have to make do with my amateur photo efforts. I'm afraid the shots aren't great because he was too interested in picking my pockets to stand still for very long. There are about a dozen that ended up being fuzzy close-ups of his muzzle as he wandered closer to me again, which I'm kindly going to spare you.
Hope you enjoy the pics! I know they aren't exactly posed glamour shots, but I still love them because I just can't get enough of that sweet face. I'm already trying to figure out when I can make it back out for another visit.
Other upcoming backlogged posts on the way... Stay tuned...