Enfys
Well-Known Member
have young horses

I need caffeine.......
I am so mad I could SPIT!
A Boarder wants her yearling trimmed tomorrow, so I thought I'd bring him in overnight with a buddy as the farrier is here early, all the 'ps' and all that. Simple eh?
NOT
I'm sure there is a point to Parelli, stick waving and all that and it has it's good points, somewhere... but she has also made my other youngsters leery too. Enough! She can stop doing it in my paddock. If she doesn't like it she can take him away.
It took me half an hour to get near him and a halter on...would this be because the owner insists on teaching him to 'respect' her space and walks him away from her before she catches him? (I've watched her, but felt it wasn't my place to say anything - her horse, her business etc)
Walked him (ish) out of the field with his buddy. He planted, OK, young horse, no matter, we'll take our time, I have an hour or so. Then- the little gobshite went for me with his front feet, and I mean WENT, so I let him go (discretion being the better part of valour, and I am not getting paid to get injured) and decided that if she wants her horse trimmed she can damn well teach him to lead and have a few manners first before I handle him (I don't charge to bring in and hold for the farrier, I merely do it as a favour
no more) In fact, SHE can jolly well do it herself.
So, he's put himself in a walkway between two paddocks, I'll just take his halter off and let him back in to his paddock. Easy enough. Oh RIGHT
Three quarters of an hour later he is still running up and down the walkway (about a quarter mile long) charging right through me and kicking out on the way past. By this time I am wishing I had:
a) a gun, or
b) another person to help.
c) another pack of cigarettes on me. None of which I had.
I gave up, opened his gate and so now the little toe-rag is now hurtling around his paddock with his halter and rope on, and he can keep it on all night for all I care. I don't really have other things to do. I have a lot of patience with babies, but it wears pretty thin when they start getting aggressive, this guy doesn't want anything to do with people.
If he was mine he'd be in a stable for a week learning some manners
Unfortunately he isn't mine, so he's in a paddock with a halter on, ah well, he'll learn all about not panicking when he stands on his rope then won't he...maybe not such a waste of time after all.
I am so mad I could SPIT!
A Boarder wants her yearling trimmed tomorrow, so I thought I'd bring him in overnight with a buddy as the farrier is here early, all the 'ps' and all that. Simple eh?
NOT
I'm sure there is a point to Parelli, stick waving and all that and it has it's good points, somewhere... but she has also made my other youngsters leery too. Enough! She can stop doing it in my paddock. If she doesn't like it she can take him away.
It took me half an hour to get near him and a halter on...would this be because the owner insists on teaching him to 'respect' her space and walks him away from her before she catches him? (I've watched her, but felt it wasn't my place to say anything - her horse, her business etc)
Walked him (ish) out of the field with his buddy. He planted, OK, young horse, no matter, we'll take our time, I have an hour or so. Then- the little gobshite went for me with his front feet, and I mean WENT, so I let him go (discretion being the better part of valour, and I am not getting paid to get injured) and decided that if she wants her horse trimmed she can damn well teach him to lead and have a few manners first before I handle him (I don't charge to bring in and hold for the farrier, I merely do it as a favour
So, he's put himself in a walkway between two paddocks, I'll just take his halter off and let him back in to his paddock. Easy enough. Oh RIGHT
Three quarters of an hour later he is still running up and down the walkway (about a quarter mile long) charging right through me and kicking out on the way past. By this time I am wishing I had:
a) a gun, or
b) another person to help.
c) another pack of cigarettes on me. None of which I had.
I gave up, opened his gate and so now the little toe-rag is now hurtling around his paddock with his halter and rope on, and he can keep it on all night for all I care. I don't really have other things to do. I have a lot of patience with babies, but it wears pretty thin when they start getting aggressive, this guy doesn't want anything to do with people.
If he was mine he'd be in a stable for a week learning some manners