My first cob!

Their calorie conversion is awesome. That bare field that should keep them slim won't. They do know when you have forgotten to put the power on the fencing, when you have failed to latch (triple) the feed room door or the hay barn gate. it will only take a nano second for them to work out how to open their stable door bolt (despite the very same bolt having kept in every other horse that has ever used the stable in last 3 decades). That lovely comfy favourite saddle you had hoped would fit him won't and all your cherished rugs will sit like a tutu skirt, leaving large apple bottoms poking out the back.

Leading a hungry cob - well, lets just not go there. (in reality you will go where they want to go at speed, if you are old enough to remember Penelope and Kipper, you will know what I mean)

Good luck with your lovely new cob, have lots of fun.

I love cobs and mine is always pleased to see me ..........unless my pockets are empty which they were as you can see.

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What a lovely mare OP - it is a cracking photograph!

Cobs are great - but if they decide they want to do something, they flippin' well do it. I lost count the number of times my old lad put his head down and p&$$!d off across a field with me hanging off the end of the lead rope! :oops: Oh they were happy days and I loved him to bits - and I really do miss him. :(
 
The first thing to know is that they’re not what they appear on the surface - the whole dope-on-a-rope stereotype does them an absolute disservice!

Mine is the most sensitive little mare, who loves to do lots of dramatic snorting and needs plenty of reassurance, but she has the most beautiful personality to temper any silliness. The majority are similarly good eggs, who seem to take pride in looking after their riders.

They’re very clever too, and can work out practically anything if doing so is to their advantage (undoing lead ropes and gates and dismantling jumps are particular specialities for mine).

Most of them are also funny souls with a real sense of humour, which will make you smile daily.

On the downside, their weight can be an issue - no matter how little goes down their gullets, their girths continue to expand - as can mites. Pink skin also has a tendency to burn easily, and all of that hair and all of those white bits are an absolute nightmare in winter.

Still, if I had the room, I’d have a field full of them!
 
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Some of the cobs we have had at our RDA group have definitely had an inner TB! One absolutely dependable and very well schooled ex show cob, when taken to Hartpury for the Championships, thought he was in the right atmosphere to be doing at least an Medium test (instead of a W/T) and cantered happily down the centre line on entry!
 
Their calorie conversion is awesome. That bare field that should keep them slim won't. They do know when you have forgotten to put the power on the fencing, when you have failed to latch (triple) the feed room door or the hay barn gate. it will only take a nano second for them to work out how to open their stable door bolt (despite the very same bolt having kept in every other horse that has ever used the stable in last 3 decades). That lovely comfy favourite saddle you had hoped would fit him won't and all your cherished rugs will sit like a tutu skirt, leaving large apple bottoms poking out the back.

Leading a hungry cob - well, lets just not go there. (in reality you will go where they want to go at speed, if you are old enough to remember Penelope and Kipper, you will know what I mean)

Good luck with your lovely new cob, have lots of fun.

I love cobs and mine is always pleased to see me ..........unless my pockets are empty which they were as you can see.

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I’ve had my cob for just over a month and your summary is too accurate!! No badness in him when being ridden but would do anything to get some food!
 
They suss you out straight away,they know who they can take the piss out of. They are very clever and the best horses ever.
 
OMG, I missed this thread! When it was written, I didn't have a cob. On 19th September I bought mine. What a revelation. I own a tractor of the horse world. A bull of a horse. He is ace!

I hope you are loving time with yours as much as I am with mine.
 
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