Thanks everyone, also I forgot to mention that the vet said that he should rest for a week after getting his new shoes but after that he could be ridden.
So by next week we can teach him any new lessons we want.
He may not have learned anything - but I learned how to pick up his feet. Is there anything like the moment of triumph when that seemingly immovable object finally lifts off the ground?
The boarding stable owner is fairly busy, but there are quite a few people who want to help work him. The problem is that they all have their own ideas as to what discipline he should be headed for - I think it may come to fisticuffs. Help!
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geowarrior
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What is the magic word that you horse experts have been hiding from me that roughly translated means "you ******* 1100 lb bag of bones, get your ******** hoof off my foot"?
Jura stepped unexpectedly sideways to get away from the flies and so now I have my first official horse related injury - bruised toes.
Also, am I the only person who grooms a horse for two hours and he ends up looking rattier than when I started? The only way I could make him look good was to stand far away and take my glasses off.
Jura stepped unexpectedly sideways to get away from the flies and so now I have my first official horse related injury - bruised toes.
Also, am I the only person who grooms a horse for two hours and he ends up looking rattier than when I started? The only way I could make him look good was to stand far away and take my glasses off.
geowarrior wrote:Also, am I the only person who grooms a horse for two hours and he ends up looking rattier than when I started?
No, that is normal.
Welcome to the world of "Sacrifice for the Horse." Eventually, YOU will end up looking worse than HE.
Many a show-horse groom lives by this.
And thou fly without wings, and conquer without any sword. Oh, horse. - The Qur'an
geowarrior wrote:What is the magic word that you horse experts have been hiding from me that roughly translated means "you ******* 1100 lb bag of bones, get your ******** hoof off my foot"?
I've usually heard an entire string of colorful words yelled out to get that point across, while the person is shoving the horse with all their might. Caution: shoving something with all your might while unable to move one foot CAN throw you off balance, so it's best to use the horse's body for support. If the horse moves SO fast that the body is no longer available for support, prepare to scramble quickly to avoid falling in the dirt.
geowarrior wrote:Also, am I the only person who grooms a horse for two hours and he ends up looking rattier than when I started? The only way I could make him look good was to stand far away and take my glasses off.
As long as you end the grooming session looking worse than the horse does, you're doing it correctly.
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Welcome to the club geo - I've had more bruised/broken toes than I care to count Don't it feel good?
If you seriously want some names I can give them to you but none of then are printable here so you'll have to give me you're email address HA!!!
Don't it feel good?
If you seriously want some names I can give them to you but none of then are printable here so you'll have to give me you're email address
HA!!!"We are the people our parents warned us about" - Jimmy Buffett
"My occupational hazard is that my occupation is just not around" - Jimmy Buffett
"My occupational hazard is that my occupation is just not around" - Jimmy Buffett
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geowarrior
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I'm still going to the farm to groom Jura as much as I can, and I'm hand walking him since that's all I know how to do.
My question is does your horse recognise who you are, or does he just smell the treats in your pocket?
Since teaching started last Wednesday, it has been hitting me harder that Isla isn't there when I leave or when I come home.
Jura is by and large an amiable horse but I wish I knew if he recognised me.
My question is does your horse recognise who you are, or does he just smell the treats in your pocket?
Since teaching started last Wednesday, it has been hitting me harder that Isla isn't there when I leave or when I come home.
Jura is by and large an amiable horse but I wish I knew if he recognised me.
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I'm sure he does, geo. 
It doesn't take them long. Your bond will get stronger with every passing day as he comes to know and trust you more. He looks forward to seeing you already and will continue to do so -- then you'll feel really bad if you can't make it out or you forget the treats!!! (Speaking from experience )
It doesn't take them long. Your bond will get stronger with every passing day as he comes to know and trust you more. He looks forward to seeing you already and will continue to do so -- then you'll feel really bad if you can't make it out or you forget the treats!!! (Speaking from experience )-
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geowarrior wrote:I'm still going to the farm to groom Jura as much as I can, and I'm hand walking him since that's all I know how to do.
My question is does your horse recognise who you are, or does he just smell the treats in your pocket?
I used to ride a horse who knew me on sight. I would usually go to the barn straight from work and change either in his stall, the hayloft, or the tack room. One afternoon I was up in the hayloft and I called his name while looking down at him. His ears went up and he immediately started searching for me. He went all over that stall, stuck his head in the aisle, left, right, everywhere but up. Finally I said "up here!" and he looked straight up. The expression on his face was just priceless. It was a combination of recognition, exasperation, and I'm sure a "what the h-e-double-hockey-sticks are you doing up THERE?" Pinned ears and all.
Stick around, do fun things with him, and he'll get to know you for sure.
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Horses have amazing memories. And they DO remember other horses even years later, people (even years later), heck even horse eating dogs! (by that I mean literally)
When I used to go home to Maine I rode a horse that was boarded at my friends. The only other person who rode him was my friend and in the fall only. He ALWAYS remembered me. Even my friend commented on it. She said he never paid any attention to anyone else but the minute I went out and called he'd look up and come ambling over (that was his equivalent of running! ) And I only saw him for 2 weeks each year. I rode him for 10 years then one day the lady who owned him took him away and I never saw him again. I figure he's probably dead now because he kept getting cancers around his eye and not sure how long they'd keep ponying up the cyro money. But you never know. He'd be getting up there by now though, 25 or so.
When I used to go home to Maine I rode a horse that was boarded at my friends. The only other person who rode him was my friend and in the fall only. He ALWAYS remembered me. Even my friend commented on it. She said he never paid any attention to anyone else but the minute I went out and called he'd look up and come ambling over (that was his equivalent of running!
) And I only saw him for 2 weeks each year. I rode him for 10 years then one day the lady who owned him took him away and I never saw him again. I figure he's probably dead now because he kept getting cancers around his eye and not sure how long they'd keep ponying up the cyro money. But you never know. He'd be getting up there by now though, 25 or so.Every mighty oak was once an acorn that stood its ground.
They most certainly do remember you, even if they don't like you. When I worked at Marsh Farm all those many years ago, Mr. Marsh bought a little yearling colt. From the minute we laid eyes on each other we didn't like one another. Don't ask me why, I didn't like him and he didn't like me. Thank God his groom loved him. Anyway, he went to the track when he was a late 2yr old, Joe Cantey III had him, he got loose and got hurt, and came back to the farm. Then he left again and was eventually claimed.
It was at least 3 yrs later and I was at the Meadowlands running a horse. I got talking to a trainer and it led to me telling him I'd worked at Marsh. He then said he made a lot of money claiming horses off of Marsh and mentioned the Cannonade colt. I laughed and told him about our hate relationship. He looked puzzeled and told me the colt is quite a nice horse and loves people, then he got up, went across the aisle and there he was. The horse nickered to him, nuzzled him and rubbed his head on the man. He said "See." Then I instructed him to come back and sit down and watch. I wasn't half way across the aisle and the horse was lunging at the webbing, ears flat back, and snapping his teeth so hard you could hear them hit one another. I didn't go any farther, turned around and said "See". He was awe struck, he told me he's never witnessed that horse ever doing anything like that.
So, they don't forget. I wish I had a nicer example but this one sticks out in my mind.
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It was at least 3 yrs later and I was at the Meadowlands running a horse. I got talking to a trainer and it led to me telling him I'd worked at Marsh. He then said he made a lot of money claiming horses off of Marsh and mentioned the Cannonade colt. I laughed and told him about our hate relationship. He looked puzzeled and told me the colt is quite a nice horse and loves people, then he got up, went across the aisle and there he was. The horse nickered to him, nuzzled him and rubbed his head on the man. He said "See." Then I instructed him to come back and sit down and watch. I wasn't half way across the aisle and the horse was lunging at the webbing, ears flat back, and snapping his teeth so hard you could hear them hit one another. I didn't go any farther, turned around and said "See". He was awe struck, he told me he's never witnessed that horse ever doing anything like that.
So, they don't forget. I wish I had a nicer example but this one sticks out in my mind.
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When I was a kid, I got my first pony from a riding stable run by a man named Grimm that used ponies for pony rides. Well, I had Bingo for a couple of years, when some farmer's heifers got loose in the woods across from our farm, and the farmer finally hired Grimm and his workers to round them up on horseback because he'd failed to catch them after two weeks of trying.
Well, Grimm recognized my Dad and came over after the "roundup" to see how Bingo was doing. I don't know if it was his voice or the sight of him, but when Grimm approached the pasture, Bingo took off at a run through the gate to the back pasture. He didn't show up until nearly dark when my Dad went out to one of the gates with a bucket of oats and called to him for a while. (I was eight and in tears worrying that my pony was hurt since he didn't come back up to the barn with the cows, so I guess my Dad had no choice!) Obviously, Bingo wasn't too fond of his previous owner!
Well, Grimm recognized my Dad and came over after the "roundup" to see how Bingo was doing. I don't know if it was his voice or the sight of him, but when Grimm approached the pasture, Bingo took off at a run through the gate to the back pasture. He didn't show up until nearly dark when my Dad went out to one of the gates with a bucket of oats and called to him for a while. (I was eight and in tears worrying that my pony was hurt since he didn't come back up to the barn with the cows, so I guess my Dad had no choice!) Obviously, Bingo wasn't too fond of his previous owner!
I must have dummies for nags 
..... I have an affliction for coloring my hair as the seasons change and I swear the first time I pop out in a new shade they all stand there like what he heck has she done now. My dogs are the same way. Then I speak and it's nickers and tail wags....
I think horses are affected by tone also. My one friend is um , well for lack of a better word...screechy. Everytime we go out for a ride my horse Holt lays his ears flat back against his head the moment she says anything. It's constant, never stops until she gets in her truck and goes home!!
..... I have an affliction for coloring my hair as the seasons change and I swear the first time I pop out in a new shade they all stand there like what he heck has she done now. My dogs are the same way. Then I speak and it's nickers and tail wags....
I think horses are affected by tone also. My one friend is um , well for lack of a better word...screechy. Everytime we go out for a ride my horse Holt lays his ears flat back against his head the moment she says anything. It's constant, never stops until she gets in her truck and goes home!!
trying to come up with something brillant..... this may take a while.
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My baby went through a loooooong stage where she hated me. Now when I call her, she whinnies and comes over. (yes, treats are involved.) We have a couple mares who'll come over and plant the body part they want scratched right in front of me.
It just takes time! You're doing a very good job. He's so lucky to have you.
It just takes time! You're doing a very good job. He's so lucky to have you.
My hunter, who is a OTTB, knows me for sure. Although I am not 100% certain he is actually a horse, I'm pretty sure he is an ugly person. We have a racehorse farm so I have had hundreds of TB's come through and this guy is one in a million. His old trainer said "He's not much of a runner, but if I ever had to cross the desert with nothing but a horse to get me through, he'd be the one". Why that would ever be an occurance is beyond me, but it's a testament to his personality!
He nickers when he sees me, treats or not, and will follow me around the farm like a dog, even off his shank. He recently was injured when he learned that he couldn't actually jump the 5 ft paddock fence....who knew??? He had a 8 inch deep gash behing his elbow going up into his chest/stomach. Long story, but he tore the outer layer of stitches out and it has been healing slowly (every time he moves, it moves). We have had to wash it daily and cut away proud flesh. Anyway, he will not let anyone else wash it without someone holding his head. He tries to turn around and push them away. For me he will stand totally still, although I know it hurts like hell because his muscles quiver and he will grind his teeth. But he absolutely doesn't move. Good thing too, because we are 3 months into recovery and I might love him a tad less if I had to fight with him every day!
He nickers when he sees me, treats or not, and will follow me around the farm like a dog, even off his shank. He recently was injured when he learned that he couldn't actually jump the 5 ft paddock fence....who knew??? He had a 8 inch deep gash behing his elbow going up into his chest/stomach. Long story, but he tore the outer layer of stitches out and it has been healing slowly (every time he moves, it moves). We have had to wash it daily and cut away proud flesh. Anyway, he will not let anyone else wash it without someone holding his head. He tries to turn around and push them away. For me he will stand totally still, although I know it hurts like hell because his muscles quiver and he will grind his teeth. But he absolutely doesn't move. Good thing too, because we are 3 months into recovery and I might love him a tad less if I had to fight with him every day!