My mother was down with food poisoning. Though nearly an octogenarian, she was not content to handle it curled up in a blanket on the couch, as most people even decades younger than her would. No, instead she was dragging herself out to feed snacks to horses, and texting me complaints about not being “made … More Enjoying each other’s company
Recently, Coffee was on some turnout time in the arena. My mother went to bring him in, and he was watching calmly from the corner; but, when she neared the gate, he galloped a small circle, threw in a buck, and stood looking at her expectantly. He was clearly asking, “Come play with me?” … More “Come play with me?”
Between the belated rainy season, and whatever horrid bug my coworker so generously shared, it has been many weeks since I was in a saddle. This long weekend (our college had Friday off for staff to get a spring break) was timed right to get back in the groove with the horses!
It has been an interesting week with Coffee – but it provides a very good illustration of the challenges we have when working with horses, and the decisions we have to make in how we react to those challenges. The wrong reaction can easily escalate an otherwise innocent situation into one that degenerates into fear, … More Coffee has a bad day … or three
The day that I purchased Coffee, his breeder and I had a chat about horses that fit her label of “scary smart”. For her, these are horses who are always thinking, seem to be a step ahead of you, and that learn things (good or bad) at a speed that makes your head spin. We … More Scary smart!
I could probably not have found a better mount for my mother than Coffee. Perhaps I could have found something with more training – it is not ideal to have rider and horse learning at the same time. Admittedly his training has taken far longer than ‘normal’, due to various injuries to him and to … More Playtime for Coffee
Horse Crazy Once Again 