poiuytrewq
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The feed question made me think. He was 14.2 welsh X type.
In all the time i had him, my school days, not sure now how old but he taught my daughter to canter at 5 so a long time. He never had a sick or sorry day- other than a few lame hours when he stood on a big nail.
He ate junk. Molassed chaff, proper old sugarbeet and really sticky mix. Never had a supplement or medication or anything until his late 30's when I did buy some joint stuff!
He wore, fully clipped the heaviest but thinnest old canvas rugs with no neck and as i recall a homemade blanket over night(!)
He went out all day everyday, coming in well after dark in a huge set of fields with streams and forestry, really steep slippery fields- current horse would be injured every time i turned out for sure. They lived in a herd of 30 i think mixed mares and geldings. There were fights but no one bothered and no horses ever got injured.
They all came in over night. On the weekend in winter the yard organised their own mass super fast pub ride, jumping anything found jumpable, with almost everyone at the yard (bearing in mind most hadn't been ridden all week)
Shoes were done when they sounded to clangy to continue.
Yet he was by far the best most hassle free fun I've ever had in a horse and lived til about 37, still ridden a bit with his ears pricked and a spring in his step. I would kill for another him!
In all the time i had him, my school days, not sure now how old but he taught my daughter to canter at 5 so a long time. He never had a sick or sorry day- other than a few lame hours when he stood on a big nail.
He ate junk. Molassed chaff, proper old sugarbeet and really sticky mix. Never had a supplement or medication or anything until his late 30's when I did buy some joint stuff!
He wore, fully clipped the heaviest but thinnest old canvas rugs with no neck and as i recall a homemade blanket over night(!)
He went out all day everyday, coming in well after dark in a huge set of fields with streams and forestry, really steep slippery fields- current horse would be injured every time i turned out for sure. They lived in a herd of 30 i think mixed mares and geldings. There were fights but no one bothered and no horses ever got injured.
They all came in over night. On the weekend in winter the yard organised their own mass super fast pub ride, jumping anything found jumpable, with almost everyone at the yard (bearing in mind most hadn't been ridden all week)
Shoes were done when they sounded to clangy to continue.
Yet he was by far the best most hassle free fun I've ever had in a horse and lived til about 37, still ridden a bit with his ears pricked and a spring in his step. I would kill for another him!