Still Kickin’

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I spent all of last week — literally, the ENTIRETY of the week — down and out with a sinus infection.  It’s been years since I had a legit, multi-day sickness (not since the terrible Christmas Flu of 2014)… so I was pretty unhappy.

“You can rub my belly and then we can take a nap together and then you can pet me and then you can give me some treats while you hold me like a baby!”

Monty was thrilled with what he interpreted as my recent decision to become a Stay-At-Home Dog Mom.

For better or worse, I was still doing barn chores while sneezy and snotty and gross.  The horses’ lives were semi-feral.  I threw them out in the pasture with some hay in the morning, and brought them in with more hay in the evening.  If it wasn’t for the leather halters and heavy stable blankets, you might mistake them for mustangs!

Simon’s Status

My favorite red horse has had a pretty easy time of it lately.  I haven’t been working him much besides going on a walk with him through the fields.

Before that halter got absolutely annihilated by mud.

I experimented with cutting his Previcox.  The chiropractor asked me how he did without it, and I didn’t know — he’d never gone without it since moving to my parents’ farm.  Previously, he’d been mostly stalled with limited turn-out and would immediately get sore and achy.  But he’s more fit now, and has much more turn-out time to keep his joints warmed up.

I stopped giving it to him for about a week.  He stayed moving well, but I noticed he seemed to be a little more quick to stand hipshot when he was resting.  Then on Saturday, I came in to the barn to see him standing with his butt on the partial wall at the front of his stall — definitely trying to relieve some soreness by sitting on something!  So I started him back on it, and he’s already much improved.

Sorry for making you an experiment, Simon, but at least now I know!

Charlie Check-In

My main focus with Charlie is still to get over the buddy sour bug that seems to have firmly bitten him.  We didn’t work on it a whole lot while I was ill, but we progressed a little bit.

He stood cross-tied in the barn aisle while Simon was still out in the pasture.  This has previously been dramatic because I let him chill out there on his own, without paying attention to him.  This is neglectful and cruel, in Charlie’s book.  He will scream, poop, pee, and generally fuss and carry on while I clean stalls.

I am very, VERY strict when it comes to my horse’s ground manners.  In my book, any time I’m working with them translates to them being on the clock — they get a lot of down time in their lives, but if I’m handling them, they better be damn near angelic!  That means their focus needs to be on me, with ZERO screaming for their buddy and ZERO stepping into my space.

Charlie has made good progress in this regard!  When I was interacting with him while he was cross-tied (mostly currying off the 3 inches of mud he’d painstakingly applied to his ENTIRE BODY), he stayed calm and focused.  There was no screaming, no dancing, and no craning his neck to see where Simon was and stepping into my space in the process.

He’s to the point where he needs less reprimanding for messing up, which means he gets more praise for doing the right thing.  This makes the whole interaction much more pleasant for everyone and a happy little cycle of good behavior and praise is produced.

Charlie got his first taste of roundpen work at the end of last week.  I’m sure he’s never had much natural horsemanship-type stuff done with him.  I don’t practice much of it, myself, but I do insist that my horses read my body language and tune in to me as their leader, which is essentially what roundpen work is all about.  The tricky part is that I don’t actually HAVE a roundpen… but I do have a ring-shaped paddock.  So that’s what we used, and it worked just fine.

Charlie took a long time to wear down!  Not physically — that part was pretty quick. haha  But mentally, he wanted to check out and not pay attention to me, or to take control of our movement.  I just stayed calm and kept driving him whatever direction I wanted him to go.  He had to be pushed to the point of a little hissy fit, when he was basically like, “FINE you can be the boss if it means you’ll stop harassing me!!”  Yes, Charlie, that’s exactly what it means.  He’s been much more tuned-in to me since then, and I’m hoping it’s a building block of getting him to accept me as the leader and thus be less insecure.

When he’s anxious, he bites his tongue. Such a picturesque steed…

So that’s the situation around here!  I hope you all are staying healthy and well!

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