kellybee
Well-Known Member
I went up there yesterday in the morning and changed horses rugs. took my niece out with the shetland on lead rein then came back and fed them all. All was fine. Went back up in the evening and checked them over/fed and again all was fine, except for a scrape to Ollie's face which I can only guess is from one of their coltish play fights. Nothing a little wound powder won't dry up.
Alfie however was prancing round like an idiot and wouldn't come near me. I assumed it was because it was starting to get dark and I'd been burning rubbish/stank of smoke, and had torch-weilding bf with me.
This morning I fed them and every time I went near him he snorted and walked away to push one of the others off their bucket. They weren't particularly hungry as there's a full bale out morning and night between the three of them plus what's left of the round they trashed at the weekend. This afternoon he'd got one of his leg straps undone and put a hoof through the loop, so I tried to free him but again, walking away from me. Then trotting. He isn't lame I've stood watching them mess about all morning.
Eventually, after rattling a polo packet he gave in, but kept snatching polos and running off like I was some kind of monster. I spent a few mins with each of the others straightening rugs and checking feet/legs and Alfie being the bossy one eventually shooed the other two away and let me touch his neck. This is the first time since yesterday morning I've got near him. After lots of polos and lots of cooing/neck scratching he put his head down to eat hay and had absolutely no qualms with me picking up his hoof, and re-fastening the leg strap. I checked him all over and nothing seems wrong. They were trotting about as I left and look sound if a little cautious of the bumpy ground.
It just seems like really uncharacteristic behaviour. My coat still stinks of burning/smoke but is that enough to really make him blow and snort at me like I was a bear about to kill him? The only other difference is that I was wearing a big woolly hat which keeps slipping down over my eyes. Could it be the weather making him snarky? Last yr when he was in at night he was always the one that dragged me in from the field and dragged his heels when he went out in the morning.
Alfie however was prancing round like an idiot and wouldn't come near me. I assumed it was because it was starting to get dark and I'd been burning rubbish/stank of smoke, and had torch-weilding bf with me.
This morning I fed them and every time I went near him he snorted and walked away to push one of the others off their bucket. They weren't particularly hungry as there's a full bale out morning and night between the three of them plus what's left of the round they trashed at the weekend. This afternoon he'd got one of his leg straps undone and put a hoof through the loop, so I tried to free him but again, walking away from me. Then trotting. He isn't lame I've stood watching them mess about all morning.
Eventually, after rattling a polo packet he gave in, but kept snatching polos and running off like I was some kind of monster. I spent a few mins with each of the others straightening rugs and checking feet/legs and Alfie being the bossy one eventually shooed the other two away and let me touch his neck. This is the first time since yesterday morning I've got near him. After lots of polos and lots of cooing/neck scratching he put his head down to eat hay and had absolutely no qualms with me picking up his hoof, and re-fastening the leg strap. I checked him all over and nothing seems wrong. They were trotting about as I left and look sound if a little cautious of the bumpy ground.
It just seems like really uncharacteristic behaviour. My coat still stinks of burning/smoke but is that enough to really make him blow and snort at me like I was a bear about to kill him? The only other difference is that I was wearing a big woolly hat which keeps slipping down over my eyes. Could it be the weather making him snarky? Last yr when he was in at night he was always the one that dragged me in from the field and dragged his heels when he went out in the morning.