Disobedience

This doesn’t look like much, but it is a pretty big deal.

I’ve been trying to convince Heildorf to try body targeting for a very long time. He stands there ignoring me. For as long as he has been here he has been fairly shut down. We’ll find a place where he is willing to step out of his shell and offer a behavior. He gets a little happier and more willing to work but there is so much of him left guarded and hidden from us.

Every little door he opens I try to great with the enthusiasm it deserves.

Here I asked him to walk in a circle with me, no leadropes involved.

He didn’t do what I asked. It could be called willful disobedience. In many cases it would be if not punished, still corrected and he would be steered back to what was actually asked of him.

Instead I waited. I’m used to Harvey turning his hind end to me. If that weren’t a common occurrence I probably would have been more concerned. Waiting and watching I saw Heildorf thinking. He wasn’t showing any threatening behaviors. If he had been moving would have been a wiser action than standing there.

He was acting just like Harvey does, seeking approval and wearing his thinking ears. Horses have a definite look about them when they are thinking hard. He was experimenting, testing the waters.

I touched his hip and clicked. He kept trying. I was cuing the wrong behavior. It was his front end he was experimenting with. I was conditioned by Harvey to expect the hind end. He offered again and I got it right this time.

Because he was thinking and experimenting on his own we got shoulder targeting down in a couple of minutes. Then moved to the other side and got that one too. We were even able to negotiate a little hind end targeting.

By accepting what he offered instead of forcing what I thought we ought to do he learned that he gets a say in these things. He learned to ask if we can do something different. Now he has a new behavior well on its way to being cemented.

Letting our horses have ideas of their own leads us to far greater abilities than if we insist on making them only do what we ask when we ask. While there is a time and place for immediate response without thought or question there is also plenty of room for conversation.

I would love to know what was going through his head when he decided this was what he felt like doing.


Storm

It was hot.

Summer is always hot but this was exceptional. The year had been bone dry. No rain, no grass, no hay to be putting up. That was why I was there in the first place. Without the usual hay to put up there was time for things like horse shows. This was not the first or the last of the days well up into the hundreds.

Luckily the showgrounds were set on the banks of Rapid Creek. The river ran through town and was probably pretty nasty by the time it got to where we were. The horses didn’t mind though. It was still cool and refreshing. I had a parking spot right next to the path that lead down into the water.

In between classes and almost every time she dried out I lead or rode Jerry down the shallow bank and out into belly deep water. When I rode we waded right inn. When I lead her I walked to the edge and let her go as far as she wanted on the end or the lead. Even in one hundred and ten degree weather it wasn’t worth walking around in wet jeans. The soaking made her able to perform enthusiastically in our first class. She worked her heart out, walked quietly through the trail portion, stopped hard in the reining, and went after the cow hard and fast. We placed nicely in the amateur ranch horse class.

I was proud of my little gaited Morgan mare. She was tiny at about 14.2hh. Her coat shown like a copper penny, brilliantly orange. She was a delicate refined little mare, unmistakably feminine. Did I mention gaited? Out there with her belly in the dirt she would pace back and forth cutting the cattle. People told me a gaited horse couldn’t work cattle. She did it anyway.

We had done well in our class. She was proving herself capable. So I had entered us inn the open class.

It would be a bit much for us but might as well enter as many classes as possible. It had been a long drive, might as well make it worth it.

As the time for the open class got closer clouds appeared in the sky to the west. Sitting at the gate waiting our turn the wind hit. The judges umbrella took off across the arena. Sand blew everywhere. It  was our turn to go in the gate.

Then the rain started.

Rain storms in  droughts are not kind. They  bring more trouble than they are worth almost bringing damage and seldom much moisture. We entered the arena pushing into rain that blew down sideways. It pelted our eyes so hard I could barely see. Jerry turned her head against it and walked forward with a slight prance to her step.

We made it through our run. I think  the rain stopped by the time we worked our steer. Jerry carried herself with her usual aplomb, as honest and willing in the arena as she always was at home. The rest of the competitors rode in dry weather even the wind gone. Rain storm and all she took seventh that day in our first open class. She finished that year and the next, just as hot and dry, winning or placing well in every class we entered.

It’s amazing what a little horse can accomplish when no one tells her she can’t do it.


For The Academy, Lady Target Training

It’s fun to share exciting videos of our horses doing great things.
That doesn’t mean we don’t all spend lots of time doing the basics.
Lady is my children’s horse. Although Rusty is quickly becoming that as well 😏 She’s older, she’s great the way she is, she never gets any ‘training’. I just throw kids on her and we go.
I thought it would be fun if the kids could get in on the tricks, so here Lady is starting on targeting. This is about the middle of the session. Right as she went from spending minutes searching me for treats and staring around to really getting the idea and going for the target!
I switched to holding the treat in my hand so it was there ti giver immediately after the click. That seemed to help her put the two together. If I had spent any time loading the clicker or working on treat manners instead of starting in the middle she probably would have understood better without that to speed things along.

Spanish Walk

We do Spanish walk around here.
It isn’t exactly on purpose. Maybe the first time. After that we just fell into it.
Harvey has always wanted to do these huge exaggerated paws. It was hard forcing myself to wait until he had good manners to begin encouraging the bad ones 😆
Heildorf was out working with me and Harvey or Rusty, One of the horses. He’s very smart. He watched them get rewarded for it and decided to try it out himself! You could say he’s self taught.
Because it’s something we do all the time I sometimes forget that we should work on it.
We do it, but without skill or grace. Harvey falls out with his hind end. Is is strung out and uncoordinated. Heildorf has never actually been trained to step big. He just offers it occasionally hoping for a treat.
We need to get our act together and make this thing pretty!!


For The Horse Whorl Forum Page

Reading whorls has been folklore and superstition. But it has been consistent in the different cultures and locals. That is one way we can know there must be something to it.

Everyone has reached the same basic conclusions. Separately.

Buddy Reno commented recently about his experiences involving whorls that he “learned about all the different whorls on the forehead from an old horse trader about 30 yrs ago, and I’ve been shoeing horses for 35 yrs so I’ve had a never ending supply of horses to compare behavior to whorls , I’m a firm believer.”
The conclusions Buddy and his “old horse trader” friend reached are basically the same as the ones I have reached. He also takes into consideration how a horse has been handled because ” how broke they are cause a bad owner can make a good horse bad”.
Once that has been considered though. He says “I’ve found basically, 1 swirl center between the eyes is a horse that is just easy and willing and very competitive because they don’t have any hang ups, they are generally not a hot horse or a lazy horse just solid minded, Now the higher up the face the swirl is then the thinner skinned and flighty they become, then the Lower the swirl goes they start out layed back the that starts turning into stubborn, you can look at a mules swirl and it’s way Down the nose, if there’s 2 swirls then that horse is over reactive , they tend to blow up for no reason and you’ll be standing there saying what the hell was that for, they are quirky, doesn’t mean they can’t make a good horse as long as your aware of how they are, then 3 or more swirls , that horse is a character , busy minded, easy to teach tricks to cause they are usually curious, a line Down the face means a really friendly horse , loves people”
The phrasing and exact ideas may be slightly different but the foundation ideas are the same. As in all things if it was too similar we would have to suspect a shared source. The differences in wording and thoughts actually supports the similarities instead of disproving them.
It’s always fun to compare different peoples ideas. How do you judge whorls? Are there any rules you go by when choosing a horse?

Calm And Confident

I was out playing with Heildorf the other day when the UPS guy showed up. He came flying past to deliver a package to the back door, instead of the easier to reach front door. But, whatever. I like our usual lady better.

Those trucks are scary! The make all sorts of racket. I wouldn’t blame any horse for being scared.

And Heildorf was.

We practiced a few of our basic responses though. The same ones I use anytime we encounter something that scares my horses. Riding or on foot.

I let him move his feet.

Horses have a terrible time holding still when they are scared. The more we can let them move the easier they will be able to deal with their emotions. Avoiding being run away with is always important! We can let them circle though, or walk a little. On the ground we can let them move as much as they would like while staying safe. Keep a hold of the lead rope, or, if you are in an enclosed area, let them go!

Here Heildorf hit the end of the lead and that was enough for him. He was able to start coming back to me.

Reward, reward, reward!

Don’t think that if you reward your horse once they’ve finished spooking that you are going to train them to spook. Instead you are training them to come back to you. To look to you for comfort once they get past the initial fear.

Then you are building positive associations. They will start to think of the scary thing as bringing good things, food.

Time and patience.

It doesn’t do any more good to force a horse to confront what they fear than it would do for us. If every time we saw a spider in the house we were forced to go up to it and touch it, we wouldn’t start not being afraid of spiders!

Instead we would dread finding them more and more. We would start searching them out ahead of time so we wouldn’t be forced to go through with the confronting part!

If instead, every time we saw that spider, someone comforted us. Told us about the spider, how they can’t really hurt you. They will take care of the spider for you so you don’t have to face it. Then maybe gave you a piece of chocolate 😉 Son you would not only stop dreading the spider but turning faithfully to the one who helped you deal with it. Trusting them to help you out.

That’s what we want from our horses. To turn to us without hesitation any time they are afraid and to trust us to make it alright.

 


Brave Harvey

We can not reinforce a horses fear.

Massive writers block so end of story.

Mostly.

We will never make a horse more afraid by rewarding them when they spook. All it does is build positive associations with what scared them. Soon they will seek out the formerly scary thing hoping for a reward.

 


The Shower Curtain

Harvey is learning to jump through hoops. It may not look like it here, but trust me on this.

Today we added a little extra something to the hoop.

I love how in less than half an hour he went from scared of it to willingly walking through on his own. Just wait until we work  on this a second time! He’s going to be plowing right through there.

 


Lady

Who can find a woman of worth? For her price is far above rubies. Proverbs 31:10

I did like this particular version for this purpose.

A good woman or a good mare. I don’t think it’s wrong to think this applies to both.

We brought Lady in. My daughter is getting better all the time at haltering by herself. They were using the pickup as a hitching post while she brushed Lady and played with her.

My son was bouncing and climbing about as usual. Climbing the bumper of his fathers vehicle. He didn’t seem to be causing an damage so I let him go.

Until I heard a thud. Looking over Lady’s back I didn’t see him anymore.  Lady hadn’t so much as flinched. I walked around behind her and there on the ground lay my son. He had let go and crashed down right next to her. He hadn’t been close or in a position that was at all dangerous. Until he fell. His head had  landed much closer to her hind legs than I was comfortable with.

She had never blinked. Never even started. Just stood perfectly still.

I picked him up. Hugged away his tears. Offered to get his helmet and let him sit on her.

He accepted. Tough kid.

Once on Lady’s back his sister untied her and lead her brother off. They went exploring around the yard. My daughter leading using the proper form we’ve been working on for 4H. My son sitting happily. No desire for reins or the slightest control.  In between their laps around the yard they came to play with me where I was working with Harvey. Lady walked under the curtain without hesitating. This hot little Arab mare.