Author Archives: liascott

A Special Anniversary

Today I am diverging from the usual subject matter in recognition of a special anniversary.  It has everything to do with horses, and yet is not about the horses.  Twenty years ago, on this date, escrow closed on a small … Continue reading

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The fearful equine

A recent Facebook conversation about positive reinforcement led to someone asking a question about one of my favorite fallacies – if you comfort a fearful or spooking horse, aren’t you just reinforcing the fear?  I first encountered that idea when … Continue reading

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Bad decision, good outcome

It was, admittedly, probably not the best choice.  Due to weather and the holidays, Noble had been idle for a while.  With his paddock now mucky, even the newly emerged grass does not tempt him to go out into the … Continue reading

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The long strange trip

Five years ago, today, we set out on the three hour journey to pick up the colt of my dreams.  More than just a dream, he was something out of a long held fantasy – and someone was giving him … Continue reading

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Do you love your horse?

It seems the ultimate sign of caring, to say that we love our horses.  Yet, I watch as people who say they love their horses treat them in ways that do not reflect that sentiment.  Even riders who create obvious … Continue reading

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Searching for a leader?

Are you in search of a leader?  Have you waited your whole adult life for someone to tell you when to wake up, when to eat, and when to move?  Do you long for the ‘security’ of never having to … Continue reading

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Bendigo, the Event horse who wasn’t

My first horse sport was Eventing.  It was a growing sport in our state, and its lack of formality appealed to the university crowd I grew up riding with.  Wicki came with miles under his girth, and was a great … Continue reading

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