Monday, January 25, 2010

Thoughts



'Mellon' 


 Thoughts
I’ve been wondering lately how much our horses’ behavior might be an extension of our own personalities.  It may be our error to give them human traits, but very often they seem to mirror our own mental state, it seems more than a coincidence. We all know horses have their own distinct personalities yet I wonder, do they take on some of our feelings, thoughts and personality quirks?  I feel that to some extent they do.  We are told that horses live in the moment and, to a certain degree; I believe this to be true.  Then again, it is hard for me to believe it fully when dealing with an eight-horse herd at present and having been associated with many horses in the past.
I believe that our horses can sense when we are fearful, happy, and indecisive or even if we don’t particularly like another person or horse that is near us.  A short incident comes to mind: Years ago we took in a chestnut OTTB because he had a broken ankle/torn suspensory with a cast on it.  I’m afraid they would have sent him to auction if we didn’t take over his care.  After months of nursing him back to health, my daughter started to ride him a little to get him in shape; even though he couldn’t jump or do strenuous work, he would make a perfect trail horse for someone.  Our job was to get him rehabbed and ready to go to a new home.
We boarded our horses at the time and a schooling show was in progress.  Enter “Critter” and my daughter; she was sitting on him by the fence in the schooling ring and the young adult male whose mom ran the farm walked over and stood in front of Critter, boasting to his friend about some nonsense.  I should mention that everyone at the farm, except his mother, despised this kid because of his abusive behavior towards the horses and people.  As he stood in front of the fence, Critter opened his jaws wide and lunged at him in an attempt to bite his head off.  Lucky for him his friend shoved him out of the way in time or I don’t know what could have happened.  So, did Critter do that because he sensed a callous, selfish and cruel personality antagonistic toward horses, or was it because my daughter sent out a vibe that she didn’t like him?  I think it may have been the latter because Critter was one of the sweetest horses we ever met and didn’t have an aggressive bone in his body.  That was the only time he ever pulled a stunt like that. 
I’ve seen this happen more than once with different horses.  Mellon has taken exception to people or horses my daughter didn’t care for much in the past also.  Lifeguard has too. So back to the question: do our horses become an extension of our personalities and likes and dislikes? 
I think they take on our fears, and I feel sorry for the horses unjustly labeled as dangerous when it is usually the riders’ fault for throwing their fears onto the horse. These people will keep going through horses until they face their fears and find their own inner peace.  This is just my opinion, of course. I think horses are unfairly blamed for many behaviors that are not exclusively their fault, and perhaps they are reacting to the emotions of their handlers.
Case in point, my horse Erik was a wonderful happy three year old when I got him. I let a trainer take him over to get him started because I didn’t trust myself to start him correctly.  After a few years, my poor horse was a shivering jumble of nerves.  I believe it was because the trainer himself was nervous and afraid and he threw that burden onto my poor horses back.  My daughter by this time was a wonderful trainer with lots of patience and expertise; she worked with him to find the confidence in himself that he had lost with his incapable previous trainer.  Erik came into his own and even found he enjoyed foxhunting and dressage shows.  Previously he was strictly a show hunter who competed at many shows, which he never really enjoyed.
These are a few of the examples that have me wondering if horses don’t in fact identify with our personalities from time to time and become extensions of ourselves in their own way.
What do you think?
Until next time
Quote for Today
When to see a horse you think low intelligence, to see a man high intelligence, but to mix to make a friendship you seem to get greater intelligence

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Review on Le Tixerant Girths

Review

On

Le Tixerant Girths








 “In cooperation with a major medical textile company in France, this girth was developed to allow freedom of movement for the horse, while keeping the saddle in place. A special patented material sewn into the middle of the girth expands, giving comfort to the horse, easier breathing and movement for the chest area. Scientific studies have proven that a tightened girth inhibits optimum performance of a horse. Specifically, a rigid girthing affects the respiratory function and compresses the muscles, thereby reducing the blood flow and supply of oxygen. This can result in contractures, spasms, impaired action, reduced power, uneven gaits, defense reactions and refusals. The solution is a girth designed to move with the horse. The Tixerant Comfort Girth is radical in its simplicity, incorporating a wide centre section of a technical material made by Gibaud (a medical textile company) the girth offers a high capacity for elongation, allowing your horses’ ribs to expand and contract without any restriction. This unique elastic panel also covers a much larger area of your horses belly than usual to reduce pressure and virtually eliminate the risk of pinching. Yet, despite the elasticity, it keeps the saddle in place more effectively than a standard girth, due to an integrated non-slip pad on the inside, positioned over the sternum to keep the saddle centralized and fully secure.” 
Above is the company’s advertising statement.  I agree with all they have to say.  I’ve been lucky enough to receive the Dressage Le Tixerant Girth as a Christmas present from my children this year.  This weekend was the first time I was able to saddle up and try it out with Dusty.  Her conformation is not picture perfect and I’m afraid there’s nothing to be done about her non-existent withers - short of wither enhancement surgery - or her broad back. She’s a buxom gal.  
Normally, her saddle slips a little from side to side and, so far, there has been no saddle to be found that fits her perfectly.  That said, I was pleasantly surprised that, between her new non-slip saddle pad and this new Le Tixerant Dressage Girth, her saddle did not slip at all, not even while dismounting.  I never use the stirrup for mounting; I just throw my leg over like a bicycle from the four step-mounting block.
As an added bonus, Dusty seemed to like this new addition to her wardrobe very much.  Dusty and I have been in mutual training for almost 9 months now and in all that time she has never really stretched her neck down while under saddle.  We didn’t do much except walk because frankly the arena was still covered in snow with some icy patches hidden underneath. Even so, we had a nice relaxing ride. I’m convinced that Dusty was stretching long and low in her own special interpretation of  a snow plow  because it’s the first time she was really comfortable and could stretch without any pinching and the girth expanded enough for her to take a huge breathe if she wanted.  I’m sold on this girth and I’m sure it’s soon to become my favorite for all the horses.


 
A show jumping version of this girth is also available.  We have been trying that version with Donnie for a few months and he seems like a different horse. With more training, we may even try to ride him this spring or summer; we’ll see.  If you follow this blog, you’ll know that Donnie has had many issues with girths, saddles, riders etc… If you’re not a regular reader and are interested in Donnie’s story here are the links:

 
Part 11 - http://greyhorsematters.blogspot.com/2009/01/donnies-story-part-ii.html

Until next time

Quote for Today

The most wonderful about riding is getting off and knowing you've both enjoyed the ride

Friday, January 15, 2010

Winter Escapades



' Blue '

 Winter Escapades

This is how today is going so far.  Morning turnout wasn’t its usually smooth get-the-horses-fed-and-out routine; instead, we had a slight incident (although nothing too unsafe happened.)  Grady had his halter and lead rope on as I went to put on Sami’s. Usually, all the horses stand and wait for their turn so, as I was haltering Sami I threw the rope over Grady’s neck and he decided to check out Mellon’s empty stall, so I let him wander in. For a big horse, he’s quicker than you would think.  He decided to amble down the aisle and out the door before I could grab him.  Of course, the lead rope slipped from his neck and he was now taking baby steps because he would step on the lead every few steps and stop himself.  He made it half way down the driveway before I could catch him. Not a big incident but, note to self: I have to remember Grady hasn’t been here long enough to know the stop and wait rule.


As I was sitting down to my lunch salad I forgot my water so, as I was at the sink filling a glass, I caught a brown and white flash go by.  On further inspection, I realized it was Blue.  He was loose again! Thundering right behind him were the rest of the herd.  Blue was leading the charge on the grand tour around the barn, through the trees and across the driveway.  Great.  Got my coat and shoes on and was mightily impressed that on another turn around the barn with tails flying Blue jumped a pile of construction materials on the lawn, and looked pretty good doing it!  Grady stepped on it with his back feet, Dusty went around, Nate looked athletic and impressive etc.  I’d have to head them off at the pass as they rounded the barn again. 


Usually when this happens they get bored running in the same space and head further afield down by the garage and dumpster.  If that happened it would be a long day catching them.  Blue came to a skidding stop when he rounded the corner and saw me, I called him and he walked over.  Luckily the gate to the paddock was near and he was ushered in.  His expression registered unbelief that I would lock him back in but, what did he think, he was in for a treat?  Next came Nate and then Grady.  All the horses were sweaty and blowing hard. Mellon came next and Dusty was trying to slip into the barn unnoticed when I surprised her by grabbing her halter too. Guess she thought she was invisible. That’s almost all of them, now I just had to catch Donnie.  He’s a little more difficult because he has no halter today - he lent it to Grady because Sami broke his.  Sami has been being an unconscionable little brat lately.  He’s banished to the small paddock with Sweetie where one of her ‘mom’ looks sends him scurrying for cover, and he needs that right now, but that’s a story for another day.... 


Donnie now has a lead rope around his neck and we’re heading for the paddock.  This is the moment that Grady decides his head is way too itchy and he must rub it on the fence.  Of course, in the miles of fencing available for scratching, he chooses the 1-foot section right next to the gate where the halter rack hangs.  So, in the course of scratching, his halter catches on one of the hooks that hold the rack over the fence.  He pulls back, hooks his halter by the noseband, and takes the rack with him, including all the lead ropes now hanging off it. He’s now standing in the middle of the paddock swinging it back and forth with 7 leather leads on it doing his best impersonation of Medusa and scattering all the horses.  Enter Donnie and me; I unhook it and another disaster is averted. 



Blue is our professional escape artist, and a budding locksmith.  He somehow worked the latch on the gate, which sometimes doesn’t close fully in the winter cold, so we usually tie it.  It’s my fault for the escape because I forgot to tie it with the lead rope this morning. 


Still for today’s escapades I’ve got to score 1 for Blue on the "Are You Kidding Me" scoreboard and Grady gets an honorable mention.


I admit this may not be my most brilliant moment in equine management, but am I crazy for finding this adventure funny or have I just been hanging around horses too much?


Until next time


Quote for Today
How do you catch a loose horse?
Make a noise like a carrot.

    - British Cavalry joke

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Bambi & Thumper Do Exist !


Bambi & Thumper ....really do exist!


I recently received this as an e-mail and thought you might enjoy these pictures. What an incredible photographer to have captured these wonderful photos.

These were taken in Alberta , Canada in a back yard. 





 Until next time

Quote for Today

One reason why birds and horses are happy is because they are not trying to impress other birds and horses.
    - Dale Carnegie, How To Win Friends and Influence People





Wednesday, January 6, 2010

" Love The One You're With"

“Love the One You’re With”


Are you guilty, as I am, of always looking for the “perfect” horse: that fancier, better-trained, more stunning horse in the classifieds, at the horseshow, in the magazine...?  Sure, there may be no such thing as the “perfect horse.”  Still, should that stop us from looking for the horse of our dreams?  Of course not, if that’s your heart’s desire. 


But I know how easy it is for those dreams to get in the way of reality, and you can get so hung up on what you wish you had, that you don’t realize what you’ve got.  A lot of us don’t consider that the horse we have now might be more perfect for us than we realize.  I have to hit the confessional on this one because I’ve been guilty in the past of thinking this way. After I lost my best horse ever, Erik, two years ago, I’ll admit I didn’t even feel like riding for a very long time.  Then I had the recovery from the knee replacement surgery, which was longer than I thought it would last.  So, what did I do to amuse myself during all this time off from riding?  I did what a lot of horse people do; I fired up the computer and went to lots of sites looking for the perfect horse.  After finding quite a few that I immediately fell in love with from their pictures, descriptions, bloodlines and my own fantasies of having another fancy Dutch Warmblood, I took a moment to sit down and assess my needs at this stage of the game. 


It’s not easy to realize that you’re no longer young and athletic and can no longer hop on any horse and just ride.  But even if I could, did I really need such a young, athletic, fancy horse again?  I had to ask myself the tough questions about what motivates me to ride and what kind of horseman I want to be.  What did I want to get from riding, and what kind of horse did I need for that?  The truth surprised me.


Reality reared its very ugly head and I had to talk myself off the ledge and admit that what I wanted and what I needed for my future riding endeavors might not be one and the same. I loved Erik, but he was not always a fun horse to ride and could sometimes be intimidating.  I wanted to continue to learn and improve my riding and have fun in the process.  And what I needed to do that, more than looks and athleticism, was a completely safe, trustworthy horse, if such a horse could every truly exist.


The next question was where I was going to find this paragon of virtue.  Most of the horses for sale were younger and needed training. By my brutally honest calculations, I was going to need an older horse with more sense and training than what was offered. The catch here is, unfortunately, sometimes their training doesn’t quite match up to what I expect from a horse. There was no way I was going to attempt to retrain a horse with behavioral issues and, on the flip side, I didn’t want a horse that had been ridden into the ground for years and came with a lot of physical baggage.  There were just too many scenarios swirling around my addled brain and I couldn’t make a decision on what I wanted as opposed to what I needed.

Enter my daughter who is an excellent trainer of horses and riders and specializes in horses with behavior problems.  I could have gotten any horse I wanted if she was willing to help train, but she works full time and barely has time for her own horses. It wouldn’t be fair of me to burden her with another untrained horse.  We had a talk, she put her hands on her hips and looked at me in the exasperated way only a child of mine can and, rolling her eyes, commented that we had a barn full of horses and why didn’t I ride Blue or Dusty? 



Light bulb moment?  Well maybe, but I had only ridden Blue once or twice due to the fact that he is my older daughter’s horse and Dusty was an untrained little brat the last time I rode her many years ago. I had my doubts.  We talked a little more about each horse's good points:

Blue is well trained but hasn’t been ridden consistently since my two grandchildren came along and my eldest really had no time or interest at this point in riding. Blue certainly has a mind of his own but is steady, unflappable and rarely spooks. This was a plus for me because Erik was the fastest spook this side of hell. Not just my opinion, by the way; every “professional” he ever dumped snidely commented on the same thing. So here we have a sweet, talented horse that is steady, yet stubborn sometimes to the point of completely disregarding any cue you give him.  We think he zones out, tunes out and just does his own thing when the mood strikes. While he’ll never act flighty, gallop off with you or have a bucking fit, he is the only horse I’ve ever ridden who will “run away” with you at the walk if he gets distracted and forgets to halt, no matter how hard you try to stop him!  So he’s far from “pushbutton,” but he’s never scary.  His only physical problem is he doesn’t have the best hocks, probably due to his near-chronic Lyme Disease. He’s also just as lazy - or maybe even lazier - than Erik was, and his trot is at best uncomfortable and at worst bone-jarring.  Blue’s overall total in his plus column was impressive when added to his very cool dude personality. 


Dusty’s column on the other hand could possibly rack up more debits.  Other than the fact that I’ve always liked her - don’t ask me why, because I always got the feeling she only tolerated me - I was willing to add up her good points.. She is also steady, brave and loves trail rides and new adventures. Dusty is very willing and likes to work, even though she thinks she knows everything, and is willing to put up a fight to get her point across.  She is a forward horse and very enthusiastic about everything. She also had the most comfortable trot I’ve ever sat.  Dusty however, needed a lot of training; at 13, she is still green, mostly because we never really had the time to train her on a consistent basis. I suppose the good spot in all this would be she has a lot less wear and tear under saddle than most teenagers do. Her worst problem was that she doesn’t like to be mounted and will fidget or run away from the mounting block. Flipping herself over at the mounting block years ago was what got her sent back to her previous owner in the first place. She’s also very opinionated, but so am I, so we understand each other.  Another reason I’ve never ridden her is I thought she was too small for me; at 15’1 hands she seemed like a pony compared to the horses I rode for 15 years that were 17’2 and 16’2.  However - and don’t tell her I said this - she has quite a large barrel and it takes up my whole leg.  It’s also easier for me to mount and dismount, and let’s face it, if I do hit the ground it won’t be from such a lofty height as I’m used to - and  fingers crossed it won’t do as much damage.

Here were my two choices and I decided to ride both and see where it would lead us.  So far, I’ve been having a good time with both of these horses. When I am able to ride again, if the weather ever clears, I’m secure in the knowledge that I made some good choices and that both horses will have a lot to teach me, we’ll have fun, and we’ll be safe.

 
Part of my little story is to show that you may not need that fancy horse and, if you’re lucky you may even have the “almost” perfect horse right in your own barn or backyard and not even realize it.  I gave my horses a second look and realized that, maybe they weren’t the horses I’d always dreamed about, they were right for me right now. 


Sure, if all you care about is competition or keeping up with the Joneses, then maybe the horse you have now isn’t fancy enough or young enough or talented enough to live up to your fantasies.  But the world is full of throw-away horses people got tired of or tossed aside for an upgrade, and most of the time there is probably nothing wrong with them.  Every horse has something to offer if the rider is willing to stick it out or look at riding from new perspective.  For most of us, that horse out in the barn, unless he’s injured or retired, probably still has a lot to offer and to teach us, starting with: setting honest, realistic goals; working through problems with patience and compassion; accepting what we can’t change; being responsible to those animals in our charge and; in general, being better horsemen. 


Maybe it is better if we look at what we have than what we do not have. Working with those available horses instead of looking for the perfect horse somewhere else would save a lot of time and anguish because we already know them and what they are capable of doing. And maybe best of all, they are the ones who appreciate it the most.


I’ve come to realize that these two horses seem to appreciate all the extra attention they have been getting lately.  Dusty is at the point where if we don’t work for a few days, or it’s too cold to groom her properly, she won’t even look at me. I’m afraid she gets insulted pretty easily. That is one thing she may just have to get over herself about, until it’s a lot warmer out there.


Until next time


Quote for Today


Riding is a partnership. The horse lends you his strength, speed and grace, which are greater than yours. For your part you give him your guidance, intelligence and understanding, which are greater than his. Together you can achieve a richness that alone neither can.
    - Lucy Rees







Sunday, January 3, 2010

A New Year - A New Look


A New Year – A New Look
Another year over and a new one just begun, and what have you done...?


For starters, I’m changing the look of my blog; after two years it’s getting old and it’s sort of drab.  I’m sure this is mostly because of snowy weather conditions and the fact that I’ve been stuck in the house since New Year’s Eve.  I feel like I’m living in a snow globe and someone keeps turning it upside down! Truth be told I am bored to death and need to change some things around here.  I couldn’t get a volunteer to help me move furniture so I’m afraid it will have to be the blog. 


Now if I could only think of something interesting to write about, that would be a plus.  I seem to have a block lately. The stress and pace of the holidays is a good excuse to start the blame game.  I think my brain is in a holiday holding pattern for the moment and, when something earth shattering comes to me, you’ll be the first to know. In the meantime, I hope you all enjoyed your holidays and are looking forward to the new year.

Until next time


Quote for Today
A good rider can hear his horse speak to him.
A great rider can hear his horse whisper.
But a bad rider won't hear his horse even if it screams at him!