Remember this little guy, whom I posted about on March 19? His owner wanted a Scandinavian name for him and ended up calling him Carl-Picasso, as a merge between the suggested Carl-Philip and my personal choice (it is against the custom to give an animal a human name, so Philip couldn’t be used). I however just call him Picasso, which rhymes well with my friends’ other horse: Pablo.

Now the thing about Picasso was that he was getting depressed standing alone by his post, and so when his owner ran out of post-places for the great races that are due next week, he asked if he could bring Picasso over to let him interact with the mares.

Having been separated from his mom for two months and being only seven months old, Picasso was somewhat of a lost foal. He did not know how to interact with the other horses and even managed to drive Sahara mad, insisting on eating out of the same bowl as her and drinking from the same bucket. I took them to the “garden” however and let them sort out their differences for a while, and then they needed some additional time at home as well. But believe it or not, the two (Sahara and Picasso) are now officially friends. Although it does require some patience from Sahara’s side, as Picasso nibbles her all over, especially when she is lying down sunbathing…

I don’t know how long Picasso will be staying, but the plan is that he’ll go back at the end of the month, after the great races are over. I have the feeling that he and Sahara will remain friends long after!