Another one of those “Oldie But Goodie” songs.
It’s something that we all want, but don’t always give or get.
You may say that you try to get respect from your horse, sometimes you do, and sometimes you don’t. That problem goes back to you not being consistent in what, and how you ask. If you let him get away with something sometimes, he’s not going to know if it’s acceptable today or not. “CONSISTENT.”
But that’s not where I’m going with this.
Yes you want respect from your horse, but your horse wants respect from you also.
Abuse, under any circumstance, is still abuse.
Most of the people who would even think about reading this post, are caring, loving horse people. The ones who need to be more respectful of their horse are too involved in themselves to care if the horse is being respected. Their horse is just another piece of equipment and a means to their goal. You can usually see the difference in the horses attitude and performance.
A horse that has respect and trust for his rider is one that has been carefully taught that their person, loves them and will keep them safe. I was going to say that Trust is the key word here, but unless it’s incorporated with Safe it doesn’t work. You tell your horse that doing something is perfectly safe and then he gets scared or hurt, is he going to believe you the next time? I don’t think so. Remember a horse is a fight or flight animal, and flight is their first choice. Their person is the lead mare who makes sure their needs are met, will warn them when there is a danger, and support them through any difficult situation. You must first believe in yourself before asking your horse to believe in you. If you are not strong and confident, your horse will have a hard time believing that the horse eating boogeyman behind that bush isn’t going to get him.
The horse that believes in his rider will go above and beyond what his rider asks. They will put their life on the line for someone they trust and respect. I’ve been blessed many times over with horses that would do anything for me. They weren’t my horses and I wasn’t their rider, we were a team. I know I’ve written about this before, but if you’ve ever experienced it, nothing can describe it. We thought as one, we moved as one.
My one horse, Desert, I raised from a baby. He wasn’t my horse, he was an extension of my soul. He knew what I wanted before I even asked, and I knew him as if he were me. It’s kind of how they describe the interaction between twins, no words needed. He would do things for me that were really impossible for him, no questions asked. He was wonderful to use for lessons. He would tell on the children when they weren’t doing something right. He was also a prankster and a comedian. He always made me smile. It broke my heart the day he died, but he can still make me smile when I think of him. As a baby (I had way too much time on my hands waiting for him to grow up) I used to tie my jacket over his head and then lead him through a maze of obstacles. When it came time for me to ride him over a bridge that was washed out, two planks wide with a 20 foot drop, he did it without batting an eye, several times I might add for that fox had a sense of humor.
You can’t muscle them into doing things like this, they have to trust. It has to come from their hearts or they won’t be safe doing what you are asking. If a horse loves you and trusts you he will go beyond all your expectations. If the horse does something because he’s afraid of the consequences he will not do it well or safe. I know I say this a lot.
Do you have this kind of relationship with your horse? Why not?
Make the effort, you will never regret it – ever.