As this hot, hot summer progresses, Gus’s choice of forage does too. Along with the grass, he’s delighting in big, shaggy ragweeds lately. White clovers, even those whose flowers are gone by, are still pretty good; plantains, now most of them gone by, are apparently much less yummy than they were a couple of weeks ago.
What never changes, for Gus as for all the horses, is that bird’s-foot trefoil is universally rejected. A friend who recently bought a small horse farm has found that one of its pastures is at least half bird’s-foot trefoil, and both her Irish sport-horse gelding and her Morgan mare eat all around it. I’m surprised, since trefoil is a legume, like alfalfa — horses should love it. My friend researched it and learned that it’s perfectly edible for horses, but they tend to avoid it unless nothing else is available.
In Gus’s little patch of heaven, there’s always something else available.
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