When we made it home I walked him the perimeter of his new arena area, but also around the property and let him graze. Later I tied him to the trailer with a hay bag while I unloaded the hay and organized the trailer - our new temporary "tack room".
I had a good time at our previous barn. We were there longer then originally planned, and no place is perfect, but there were nice people there and Milo always seemed content with his home. I was sad to leave. It was interesting because during the fifteen minute drive there from home I was bubbling over with excitement, but as soon as the trailer was packed and we hit the road, I felt sadness as we pulled out of the driveway. I wont be surprised if I come back at some time, even just for arena usage (actually tomorrow I will go back, I forgot an eye-hook in the wall for Milo's hay bag and my dressage whip). I wondered for a brief moment if I was making the right decision. Of course Im happy to have Milo home, but my hesitation is if he will be happy alone for a little while until I get him the right companion. Or if our fence will hold! There truly shouldnt be any doubt in my mind over the fence - we went to lengthy efforts to make it secure and it should be just fine, but now that it is MINE I have some reservations. Although truth be told I'm sure my fence is MUCH stronger then the one Milo just left...
Anyways, I unhaltered him in his new home and he surprisingly didnt tear off running. He turned to his hay, sniffed the water trough, and resumed dinner. A little while later he turned and checked out the front line of the fence, then turned back to the hay.
Happiest Cowgirl Ever today!!! :D