Monthly Archives: April 2019

With Each New Season

With each new season comes new challenges. Oh they are probably the same old challenges you had last year this time, but we forget and they become new again.

With the end of winter, we remove the blankets, and sheets to reveal the surprises left behind. We marvel at the amount of hair we can eat and get in our eyes, nose, and ears. Not to mention all over our clothes, and how does it get into our underwear?

We notice flaky skin, rot of some sorts, and only God knows what else. It’s so hard to give them a good grooming with all that winter coat, and now it’s time to scrub-a-dub-dub. Down here it’s easy because we are up in the 70’s and 80’s, but watching your horse shiver up north usually upsets everyone.

Then the next wonder of wonders – mud. Mud everywhere. Next stop, foot rot, scratches, dew poisoning, you get the picture. Don’t you just love the suck your boots off type of mud. I remember Hunting up north and one of the horses always came home missing shoes. This gets old real quick.

The only thing I can say is “Enjoy the perfect (maybe rainy) weather”, because from here we move into heat and bugs. Especially great for the non-sweaters.

There are four season, and a multitude of challenges with each, but there are more wonderful times to be spent with the animals we love.

Enjoy!

Language Arts

If you are older, you may remember having that as a class in school. When I first heard it I thought it was an art class and I was excited. Then I found out it was just English.

We struggle with learning to speak, listen, and comprehend when we are children. Then we are given a choice to learn another language. I tried French, several times. I still can pick up on some words, but to speak it, is out of the question. To speak English lately, is not easy. To spell, forget it.

I ran across this on Facebook and I’d like to share it with you.

“Not everyone can hear the silent language between a horse and rider. — Not everyone can trust their life with an animal. — Not everyone has what’s needed to be an equestrian. – But equestrians aren’t just people, and horses aren’t just animals. — The only ones who truly understand this world, are the ones who are part of it.” Signed, Bea Aguirre

Makes you stop and think, doesn’t it? I guess we are a special breed ourselves. Doesn’t seem that way to me, it’s just normal, but when you compare “us” to “normal????” people, we are not only special, but blessed.

We live in our own universe. That space and time that only horse people and horses can share.

Feel good about yourself. We have something that few people will ever have, or for that matter, even understand. We are the lucky ones.

They just don’t know what they are missing.

It’s Just That Simple

When something isn’t right with a horse, you start thinking about the possibilities that might be causing the problem. You run through the list of what you’ve experienced before and eliminate them one at a time. And so it was like this with one of the boarders horses this past week.

First thing I thought about is the fact that I ran out of Prascend. It was ordered, it just wasn’t delivered in time. I ordered it with 10 days left on the old box and it took 2 weeks from the distributor. The vet said he’d be fine, but he stopped eating.

Now this is a horse who is not a good eater to begin with. He’s 27 and needs everything I can get into him. When you add something different to his grain you have to do it so gradually, it makes you crazy. If he stops, you have to go back, remove it and try again.

He would eat half of what I usually give him, so I cut it back. He still would only eat half of the new amount. I smelled the grain, it was okay. Checked his bucket and there was noting odd in it. Gave it to another horse and he ate it no problem. Removed all the additives, like his Cosequin, Hoof Pellets, Moorman’s Minerals, Flax Seed, Finish Ultimate, and Beet Pulp, still wouldn’t eat the Sweet Feed.

I feed him separate of his buddy, because he’s a slow methodical eater. I know they are all getting their teeth done in the next couple of weeks, so I watched him chewing and he’s not dropping anything.

Then I had an “A Ha!” moment. As I turned him out with the other horse I noticed that he would go to the other horses bucket and see if he had left anything, then he tried picking up what was on the ground. Not that any of them leave their food. So the light bulb went off that said “he’s hungry!” just not eating his food. I went back and took what was left in his bucket and put it in the other horses bucket and, you guessed it, he wanted to eat it. Of course that didn’t happen because his buddy is more aggressive.

So back to his bucket I went. Is it the location of the bucket? Did something frighten him there? It is the same bucket he’s been eating out of forever. What is the problem?

Next feeding I brought down his bucket from his stall with his breakfast in it.

No problem, cleaned it down to the last little oat. It was the bucket, for whatever reason. It looked fine, smelled fine, but I scrubbed it anyway.

So life is back to normal again. It was just that simple, but the last thing I would have imagined. If the bucket was dirty, caked, or had an odor I could understand it, but it was fine. Must have had a strange smell in it that I couldn’t detect.

They make me crazy, but they give me stuff to think about and write about. Go figure.

People Training 101

One of my new boarders asked the other day – “How is my horse doing?” My reply “good, he’s training me very well.”

After I said that to her I got to thinking. They really do try to train us. So do our dogs. Cats don’t really care if we’re trained or not.

The first few weeks a new horse comes in I just try to observe them and gradually get them accustomed to the routine around here. What time they get to eat is always a biggie. If they are used to eating at 4:00 p.m. convincing them that dinner isn’t served here until 8:00 p.m. is not an easy thing. Since I feed on an every 12 hour schedule, they just don’t get it. Most barns do it to make it easier on the staff who want to go home themselves for dinner. Being that they either have pasture or hay in front of them at all times, they have to learn that they are not starving to death if dinner isn’t there at 4:00.

So this horse tried the retraining theory on me. Didn’t work. Then while I was in the barn making grain up for the meal’ he tried galloping the pasture to hurry me along. He figured I’d run out and give him his food first. Not! He was brought in and put on the cross ties to watch me make up the grain and then we both walked quietly out to be fed.

You always have those that push you or the bucket to get you to dump it faster. Not! They get backed up and taught that they wait patiently and when they are quiet, I will dump it. If they paw at the stall door, the bucket sits out side the door and everyone else gets fed until they are finally quiet, and then I come back and feed them. They learn that any noise, like pawing or kicking, brings me out of the feed room without a bucket, and when they are quiet life is good. Oh those tiny love nips to get my attention back on them. Not at my farm. I bite back (with a pinch of my fingers).

Being quiet on the cross ties gets you a carrot. Impatient on the cross ties brings out the lunge whip. You never have to use it. Just the sight of it makes them stand at attention. They get the message really quick.

Dogs can try to train you too. None that I’ve ever had like the JR I have now. I now no longer have to sit on the floor with her. It worked when I wanted to sit on the floor and watch TV, but it gave her the control she wanted. Slowly I am still trying to convince her that I am the pack leader. She has been quite a challenge. Every 15 seconds I get, woof I want to get up on the bed, woof I want to get down. Okay she’s short and she wants to lay with Bob while he watches TV. The getting up I get because she is short, but if you want to get down, Jump!, you’re a Jack Russell terrorist. Now if I’m in the shower she sits there and does her woof thing. News flash! it’s not working, I’m not coming out.

Most of the time we don’t think about being the pack leader or the lead mare. We’re not even aware of the fact that they are training us so well. Watch their actions and how you respond. You might need to make some adjustments.

Wasn’t there a program on TV called “Charles In Charge” and “Who’s The Boss?”

So who really runs your barn or house?