Why do people want to own cobs?

cobgoblin said:
Don't think it would work because people would stand up and confess they own a cob, then everyone would swap pics,have a good gossip and sell more cobs to each other!
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Then we'd all go down the pub to drown our shame, fighting to get to the bar as the AA lot got turfed out their meeting 5 mins before us.
 
I always used to ride cobs, mainly because I am quite a big lady and was always worried that I would squash anything less stocky. I rode one cob in particular who would bolt off every time he got into an open space and he was flipping strong. I also rode one who really hated having to move at all- he was very lazy, I also rode a little jumping cob who had won many rosettes and was an amazing little cob.
All horses are different and I am sure you wouldn't like it if someone said 'All thoroughbreds and similar breeds are frisky, fast and often take off!', unless thats your opinion on them as well.
I never thought I would ever want to ride a tb never mind own one but when looking for a horse I decided to go and try one, the worst thing would be that I didn't like him and wouldnt buy him but at least I had the experience of riding one then. Anyway I loved him. I loved the fact that he was calm and slightly ploddy but had speed and power in him when I asked him to use it. He also has a fantastic jump on him.
 
Auslander said:
Do we have a definitive answer yet?
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Yep - cos you can get out of bed at 5.40am, dig cob out of bed at 5.50am, feed cob 5 pony nuts for breakfast, dust cob off for a minute, shove on trailer at 6am in the pitch black, must get that inside light fixed, and tootle off to meet.

Arrive, stand cob by something suitable from which rider can hurl oneself roughly in the direction of broad back of said cob. Hurtle down the lane, reins in teeth whilst pulling gloves on, doing girth up and rearranging pants. Arrive at meet, stand like rock of ages. Move off and enjoy a nice safe but active morning on a mannerly, comfortable and responsive conveyance.

Arrive back at trailer, get off and tell it to 'wait there' whilst rider removes boots and coat, drains coffee flask, puts ramp down, curses at bit whilst searching for headcollar. Find headcollar, put on cob and point in direction ramp, cob loads herself. Arrive home, give 5 further pony nuts and a kiss on the nose.
 
AdorableAlice said:
Yep - cos you can get out of bed at 5.40am, dig cob out of bed at 5.50am, feed cob 5 pony nuts for breakfast, dust cob off for a minute, shove on trailer at 6am in the pitch black, must get that inside light fixed, and tootle off to meet.

Arrive, stand cob by something suitable from which rider can hurl oneself roughly in the direction of broad back of said cob. Hurtle down the lane, reins in teeth whilst pulling gloves on, doing girth up and rearranging pants. Arrive at meet, stand like rock of ages. Move off and enjoy a nice safe but active morning on a mannerly, comfortable and responsive conveyance.

Arrive back at trailer, get off and tell it to 'wait there' whilst rider removes boots and coat, drains coffee flask, puts ramp down, curses at bit whilst searching for headcollar. Find headcollar, put on cob and point in direction ramp, cob loads herself. Arrive home, give 5 further pony nuts and a kiss on the nose.
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That's great, it's made me smile on a Monday morning. Can just picture the scenes unfolding :D
 
AdorableAlice said:
Yep - cos you can get out of bed at 5.40am, dig cob out of bed at 5.50am, feed cob 5 pony nuts for breakfast, dust cob off for a minute, shove on trailer at 6am in the pitch black, must get that inside light fixed, and tootle off to meet.

Arrive, stand cob by something suitable from which rider can hurl oneself roughly in the direction of broad back of said cob. Hurtle down the lane, reins in teeth whilst pulling gloves on, doing girth up and rearranging pants. Arrive at meet, stand like rock of ages. Move off and enjoy a nice safe but active morning on a mannerly, comfortable and responsive conveyance.

Arrive back at trailer, get off and tell it to 'wait there' whilst rider removes boots and coat, drains coffee flask, puts ramp down, curses at bit whilst searching for headcollar. Find headcollar, put on cob and point in direction ramp, cob loads herself. Arrive home, give 5 further pony nuts and a kiss on the nose.
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This definitive answer is about as good as it gets.
 
AdorableAlice said:
Yep - cos you can get out of bed at 5.40am, dig cob out of bed at 5.50am, feed cob 5 pony nuts for breakfast, dust cob off for a minute, shove on trailer at 6am in the pitch black, must get that inside light fixed, and tootle off to meet.

Arrive, stand cob by something suitable from which rider can hurl oneself roughly in the direction of broad back of said cob. Hurtle down the lane, reins in teeth whilst pulling gloves on, doing girth up and rearranging pants. Arrive at meet, stand like rock of ages. Move off and enjoy a nice safe but active morning on a mannerly, comfortable and responsive conveyance.

Arrive back at trailer, get off and tell it to 'wait there' whilst rider removes boots and coat, drains coffee flask, puts ramp down, curses at bit whilst searching for headcollar. Find headcollar, put on cob and point in direction ramp, cob loads herself. Arrive home, give 5 further pony nuts and a kiss on the nose.
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standard days hunting really.... :D

my (overgrown, not really a cob) cob is just like this! well, except the mannerly bit if I'm honest. Oh, he's polite enough to everyone else, just rude to me out hunting. Clearly, he knows better than me regarding the speed at which to approach fences/gateways/hedges....
 
Me-and-Nick said:
I always used to ride cobs, mainly because I am quite a big lady and was always worried that I would squash anything less stocky. I rode one cob in particular who would bolt off every time he got into an open space and he was flipping strong. I also rode one who really hated having to move at all- he was very lazy, I also rode a little jumping cob who had won many rosettes and was an amazing little cob.
All horses are different and I am sure you wouldn't like it if someone said 'All thoroughbreds and similar breeds are frisky, fast and often take off!', unless thats your opinion on them as well.
I never thought I would ever want to ride a tb never mind own one but when looking for a horse I decided to go and try one, the worst thing would be that I didn't like him and wouldnt buy him but at least I had the experience of riding one then. Anyway I loved him. I loved the fact that he was calm and slightly ploddy but had speed and power in him when I asked him to use it. He also has a fantastic jump on him.
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Glad to read you saw the light and bought a proper horse.
Cobs are neither use nor ornament.
S :)
 
Alec Swan said:
Correction, for those who are given to such delicacies and so I'm assured, they 'eat-well', and so are of at least some use.

Alec.
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Which just goes to show, that when all is lost and the world is starving, it will be the cob owners that survive whilst the Tb owners are chewing on a load of old bones.
 
cobgoblin said:
Which just goes to show, that when all is lost and the world is starving, it will be the cob owners that survive whilst the Tb owners are chewing on a load of old bones.
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Quite possibly, but then we'd end up with a world full of portly cob owners, surely.

Hang on, are cobs popular in America? They're ahead of us it seems!

Alec. :)
 
Now listen you lot, Ted from Tipton is of nervous disposition and all this talk of skewering him and setting him on fire is giving him the jitters. His furry feathers are standing on end in fear and his knees are knocking. He will need therapy soon.

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Why DO people want to own cobs? Slowest walk EVER across the field today when I called him and then he only shuffled over because I told him I had carrots and he's been out since yesterday and it was raining like we should start building an ark.

I made him trot up the yard to remind him that he can go faster than evolution. :rolleyes3: Blow me, I can run again *faints*
 
I know what you mean, when I do bring my two in one is marching out front (nota cob)and the other is dragging behind with me stretched on a virtual rack in the middle.
 
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