The Cowboy Way

I was talking to my friends husband after church last week. He is a cowboy through and through, and a good one. Some people like to trail ride, some like to go to shows, his hobby is roping at brandings. He loves to rope. I’ve never seen him rope, but I bet he’s good. He was telling about a lady from a prominent local family, she shows pretty big time. She was at a branding getting the fall calves done. This is generally the wrong time of year for branding, most people calve in the spring so it’s usually a spring thing.

He was shaking his head in disgust as he told how she was getting after her poor horse, whipping and beating it. Finally another man there walked over to her and very publicly told her to knock it off. Hopefully that was a strong does of positive punishment there in the form of humiliation. These are not people who are going to be doing any clicker training, probably πŸ˜‰Β  That doesn’t somehow mean that they don’t care about their horses.

It got me thinking about ranching and working cattle in general. Cattle are not smart and you can not train each one individually when you’re working with herds that number in the hundreds. Everything is easier to work when trained though. So how do you quickly and efficiently train hundreds of nearly wild animals? With food!

Farmers and ranchers have been using positive reinforcement to train their herds long before it became a thing. It’s so obvious and works so well it is amazing that it hasn’t caught on long ago for all training purposes. This same man also mentioned that the reason they had been late for church was because he had been out training a herd of yearling cattle. Yearlings are basically cow teenagers. Like any teenager they are… occasionally difficult. They want to do things their way. They’ll take off one way and if you ease them back the way you want they’ll charge off the completely opposite direction. These yearlings had just been turned out to graze the cornstalks, clean up ears of corn that fall off while combining. They’ll go out and feed some supplement to them. The cattle don’t automatically know to come in and eat. Again they are not smart animals and like anything aren’t born knowing these things, they need to learn.

With older cattle who know what’s going on you can park in the middle of the pasture and honk. The cattle will hear the horn and come running. For their food. Positive reinforcement on a very large scale. Teaching yearlings to do that is a little more difficult. He parked the feed truck and rode out around them pushing them to the food. They learn not only how to move and be worked by a horse, and get rewarded with food afterwards! But also to come to the sound of the horn.

Once cattle have learned this very handy cue it can be used for all sorts of things. When moving cattle from pasture to pasture it is very common to have a pickup in front honking and calling. In miserable weather I’ve moved cattle for miles this way. You stop once in awhile and wait for the slow ones to catch up. While waiting the pets and good followers get fed. If you wait too long between reinforcing you will start to loose them and they’ll look for other, easier, things to do. Like with any fed based training, high rate of reinforcement. If the lead are with you the followers want to be with the herd and will generally keep following. Once you get where you’re going everybody gets a nice jackpot.

In blizzards you can’t just tell cattle to stay in a sheltered place. They will drift, blowing along with the wind, until they get to a corner of the fence. Then they will stand and freeze. Once again, food is the perfect cure and training device. Sometimes calling them will be enough. If you are getting them bedded down good before the storm comes in or if it isn’t too bad. They will come running to the shelter.Β Other times you combine + and – reinforcement. Calling with the horn and pushing them with horses. Often you do have to resort to pure -R because it’s impossible to get out with a vehicle. Horses can get through almost no matter how bad the storm. Once to shelter lots of food will hold them there and get them settled down enough to stay. More bales as time passes will keep them even better and also help them stay warm.

When we start to feel all superior with our modern humane training methods I think we need to remember that there is nothing new under the sun. We may be doing it more, more refined, more purposefully, with more intent to be doing just that. That doesn’t mean that we are the first or the only. Next time you work with your horse remember that you are doing it the cowboy way πŸ˜‰
This video seemed fitting to go with my little rant. Coyote learned this trick years ago, before I had ever heard of any such thing as positive reinforcement. We were trying to move pairs, mama and baby calves, out of the small confines of the calving lot, where it is easier to keep an eye on them and help if any of the cows have trouble calving, to the pasture where they would have more room and green grass to graze on as spring arrived. You would think they would want to go. That after years of doing this the cows would have some idea what was going on and just pick up their calves and move. Back to the whole cows not being smart thing. The cow wanted to eat me, I could not get off and move the calf myself. Nothing I could do from the saddle could convince cow or calf to move. Coyote sighed and rolled his eyes, I swear he did and does it often, he is a master of contempt. Then he picked up his hoof, placed it on the calf who refused to stand and shook him gently. The calf jumped up and followed its mother. I scratched and petted and praised Coyote until I was sure he got the idea that I liked what he had done. Then we tried it again and finally were able to put it on cue. Then transfer the cue and basic movement to pushing calves along as well as getting them to stand up. He’s a very smart horse who knows his job well.

The calf in this video was born late in the summer, much younger than all the others. His mama ran off and left him as soon as we started moving them. Cows are not smart and don’t care a whole lot about their calved unless their bags start to get full and hurt, then they remember and start to look for them. Those couple of miles were a long walk for the little guy. He didn’t want to go that last little bit into the corrals. It probably would have been easier for the guys to grab him and move him themselves, but it sure was fun to get to see Coyote working instead of riding him while he did it for once.


Bringing The Last Of The Cows Home

We brought the last of the cows home today. Up shortly after six and horses saddled and in the trailer by seven thirty we got back in the house after dark. Four pickups and trailers, two semis, five horses and four 4wheelers. Tons of children and plenty of help. I don’t know how many pairs. Enough.
Tanna came and helped again today. We are always thrilled when she’s home on break and even more so when she spends that time with us! She rode Coyote, again. My daughter didn’t even get upset at having her horse taken. She stayed at the vehicles with Cowboy Bill instead of riding the 4wheeler with her father even,
Our son rode with his father. I don’t know if he had fun. Other than a glimpse of him standing in the middle of the pasture peeing I didn’t hardly see him. We went separate ways.
This is Rusty’s second time doing grown up work. The first time was less upsetting without any unknown horses around. Once they started calling his mind was blown. Luckily there was enough distance to cover that he lost some steam. Fortunately with so many people along no one person, namely us, was vital to the mission and I could spend some time working with him and playing with my phone.
They came out of the pasture easy enough and down the road. We were sent on ahead to help turn them into the corrals because, in theory, horses could get around them easier. In fact though we could not and out desperate attempt to pass the herd wasn’t even needed as Cowboy Bill and my daughter were having no difficulty at all helping them make the turn.
That done I kicked poor Tanna off Coyote and we put my daughter on. We headed out for a very nice ride. Until I got a call wanting to know where in the world we were?! We had to get home to sort the pairs they were getting loaded and hauling. Oops πŸ˜‰
Back home Tanna, husband, and I spent the day sorting. We made quick easy work of it and spent a fair bit of time waiting for trucks. The hauling and sorting was finished in time for a late lunch that we ate picnic style on the in laws lawn.
After lunch most of the many children went off to climb on the hay bales. Some of the adults started running the calves through the chute for vaccinations. Tanna and I got back on Coyote and Rusty to gather the cattle we brought home earlier from the pasture they’ve been enjoying. We had them in and sorted in no time.
My husband had been preparing the feed truck and when Tanna went home to spend some time with her family over her Thanksgiving break, weird, I went along to help fill the feed bunks for everybody. We got the cows taken care of and came back.
Just in time to see a calf standing around outside of the pens. He was obviously not supposed to be there even if we didn’t know where it was that he was supposed to be. I jumped off the 4wheeler and hurried down to open the gate to try to put him back in. He followed me. Hurrying turned into a mad dash. Both hoping he would follow and that he wouldn’t follow too quickly and I would be able to get to the gate before he caught up. At the gate I leapt up a few rungs before looking back again.
He had stopped. I flung the gate wide and my husband, waiting back on the 4wheeler pushed him through.
The ones working cows came out. They had seen him jump the guard rail fence flat footed with no one around. No one pressuring him. He was just done. He got reunited with his group and got his shot anyway.
The calves are all weaned now. They are across a fence from their mothers, they can see and touch and talk to the just not nurse. The moms are mostly fine with the whole thing. They will get a little more upset when their bags start get full. The calves are mostly weaned already though, nursing once or twice a day.

Hula Hoop

I got a new toy. I had been wanting a hula hoop but could never bring myself to spend the money. All of five dollars, I know, but more than I wanted to spend! My daughter asked for one at the store and I jumped on the chance to make us both happy. She quickly realized I was after it for the horses and said she didn’t want it after all. Dang kid is too smart and has a weird thing about sharing her toys with horses. I got it anyway.
Once we got home I rushed out to see what the horses would do. I had tried to teach them to pop balloons earlier in the year but they are amazingly hard to hold still. Now there was something to tie them to!
Rusty came in first. My trustworthy, well trained boy, who can do anything and go anywhere. Almost. He thought the whole thing was pretty scary.
Then Harvey, new and so flighty looking, couldn’t care less. He plodded right over it and was not at all concerned about it around his legs.
This is how I sack out, desensitize, whatever you want to call it, my horses. They are free to leave any time. I don’t move. We all just hang out and have fun. Notice that Rusty chooses to leave, a couple of times. He is welcome to do that. We are on a section here, that’s 640 acres to those unfamiliar with the language. While technically he can’t go just anywhere he wants on that, there are fences, there is a lot of that that he could leave to. It’s half a mile to a county road and another mile and a half beyond that to the highway. He can go a long ways. The benefit of that is that he doesn’t really want to. Before he got out of the yard he’d be missing the other horses. By the time he reached the county road he’d be getting tired. There’s a really scary spot that they hate to go through in order to get down the driveway anyway.The most that has ever happened is that I am unable to compete with the green grass in the summer and they leave to go graze in the yard.
The strong positive punishment of having to walk clear out to get them makes me more aware of what I am doing and encourages me to be more interesting. And sometimes to use a halter.
I wanted to show the videos side by side to show the difference between these two horses of the same breed, same basic age, and same training techniques. Everyone has there own personality and way of reacting to things.
Unfortunately the video is too long to load here, you can see it on the facebook page here:

The Hula Hoop

I got a new toy. I had been wanting a hula hoop but could never bring myself to spend the money. All of five dollars, I know, but more than I wanted to spend! My daughter asked for one at the store and I jumped on the chance to make us both happy. She quickly realized I was after it for the horses and said she didn't want it after all. Dang kid is too smart and has a weird thing about sharing her toys with horses. I got it anyway.Once we got home I rushed out to see what the horses would do. I had tried to teach them to pop balloons earlier in the year but they are amazingly hard to hold still. Now there was something to tie them to!Rusty came in first. My trustworthy, well trained boy, who can do anything and go anywhere. Almost. He thought the whole thing was pretty scary.Then Harvey, new and so flighty looking, couldn't care less. He plodded right over it and was not at all concerned about it around his legs.This is how I sack out, desensitize, whatever you want to call it, my horses. They are free to leave any time. I don't move. We all just hang out and have fun. Notice that Rusty chooses to leave, a couple of times. He is welcome to do that. We are on a section here, that's 640 acres to those unfamiliar with the language. While technically he can't go just anywhere he wants on that, there are fences, there is a lot of that that he could leave to. It's half a mile to a county road and another mile and a half beyond that to the highway. He can go a long ways. The benefit of that is that he doesn't really want to. Before he got out of the yard he'd be missing the other horses. By the time he reached the county road he'd be getting tired. There's a really scary spot that they hate to go through in order to get down the driveway anyway.The most that has ever happened is that I am unable to compete with the green grass in the summer and they leave to go graze in the yard.The strong positive punishment of having to walk clear out to get them makes me more aware of what I am doing and encourages me to be more interesting. And sometimes to use a halter.I wanted to show the videos side by side to show the difference between these two horses of the same breed, same basic age, and same training techniques. Everyone has there own personality and way of reacting to things.

Posted by Rescuing Rusty on Monday, November 19, 2018


Sale Add, Harvey

This is Harvey. Harvey is a foster horse for Forever Morgans. He stands around 15hh and is somewhere around 10 years old, thought to be a former Amish driving horse. He was shod for driving when pulled from the feed lot so he is believed to drive. I don’t know how and haven’t had time to play with it and see for sure. He is currently in western NE
Since he has been with me he has spent a large part of his time hanging out in the pasture being a horse. We have been working though when the chance arises. Harvey was scared of people, didn’t like to be touched, and wouldn’t let us on his right side when he got here. We have been starting over from scratch as though he didn’t already know anything to make sure he was safe and comfortable with all aspects of riding before we try to ride him.
He happily lines himself up to a fence or mounting block for easier mounting. I have sat on him, with and without a saddle, and he is fine with that. We’ve been working on giving to the rein, not so much bit yet, he isn’t fond of them, and yielding to leg pressure. He is ready to start riding when the weather and time cooperate.
In the meantime, Harvey has been learning some tricks! He is incredible smart and so very willing. We spend most of our time working at liberty and he picks up the tricks in no time. In just over a week he is showing a gorgeous Spanish walk. In one day he got the basics of a simple bow. He will stand on small pedestal. That could easily enough transfer to a much bigger pedestal or a bridge. He likes to play with a ball. It doesn’t bother him at all as it bounces around underneath him and off his legs. He has been exposed to cows, and dogs under foot and is unbothered by them.
Harvey has had sever pin firing to his hind legs and is of a beautiful delicate build. He would probably be best suited to a light rider. He shows NO sign of lameness at the moment but better safe than sorry.
We are currently training using positive reinforcement and clicker training. That is why he is eating all the way through the video, there is lots more feed involved in the beginning, learning stages of training. He responds beautifully to this type of training and I would be more than happy to help anyone interested in him get started with this type of training. That said he would do well with any type of training that is kind and takes his very intelligent sensitivity into account.
For more info and videos of Harvey he can be seen on my page here; https://www.facebook.com/Rescuing-Rusty-309985332692651/
To apply to adopt him please see Forever Morgans website here; http://forevermorgans.org/
His listing, he and Amarillo, my other foster, are towards the top of the listings of horses in foster homes, here; http://forevermorgans.org/horses.htm
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This is the hard part about fostering a horse. I love Harvey. He is smart, kind, loving, and drop dead gorgeous. I think all the time that we could just let him disappear, be forgotten, keep him forever. We might do just that. Especially if we start riding him and he’s as good riding as he is on the ground. I may not be able to let him go. It would be great if he could be a horse for my daughter, they are both beautiful and delicate, a good match for each other. He gives the impression that he will be energetic undersaddle and maybe a bit much for a very small child though. I have fantasies of learning to drive him. He would be beautiful hitched to a little buggy or sleigh. I want him to have the best possible life he can though. Plus there are so many others who need a little help getting to the point Harvey is now. Getting over their fear and distrust of people. Learning to behave in society so they can find homes of their own. I need to decide how I can help the most horses and help horses the most. If Harvey never finds an adoptive home I will be happy. If he goes somewhere and is well and truly loved by his people and loves them the same, I will cry, but I will be happy that way too.
Unfortunately the video is too long to fit here. To see it you’ll have to go to the face book page! https://www.facebook.com/309985332692651/videos/2037341029690724/

Operating Systems

I got a new computer. Or a new Operating system at least.

My husband is a brilliant computer guy. My words not his. Like anyone who is truly skilled at their trade he will never be the one to tell you he is an expert. The really good ones know how much they don’t know. Aware of how much is out there yet to learn an expert will usually rank themselves as mid level or beginner. A beginner will often tell you they don’t need lessons, they know everything. But I digress.

My brilliant husband was tired of the limits of my former operating system and so he installed Linux. Linux is free. It’s infinitely customize-able. It is complicated and most people don’t want to mess with the learning curve because it’s different and an unknown even though it is vastly superior to what they are using.. Most people haven’t even heard of it.

Of course I immediately saw the similarities to clicker training. Infinitely customize-able and allows training to reach a level never dreamed of. Changes are required though. We have to learn to do things differently than what we’ve always done and change is hard. Breaking old habits, creating new connections in our brains, it all takes effort. Besides who’s even heard of that weird stuff.

Can I say that my switch to Linux has been without difficulty? No I can not. I have to break old habits. Things aren’t where I’m used to them being. Getting to the things I want, my pictures and the like, requires movements that I’m not used to. Even though I can see where it will be much easier and more efficient once I’m used to it, it requires me to stop and think and try to figure out where things are. To remember how to do the things that are different.

What is the point of all that? Am I trying to convince people to switch to Linux or clicker training? Not really no. I don’t care if people still want to use window, even if I never will understand why πŸ˜‰ And as long as your horse is happy I don’t care what training style people use. What I am saying is that we shouldn’t be afraid to try new things even when they are a little difficult. I don’t spend enough time using a computer for it to be worth becoming fluent in Linux. That doesn’t mean I’m not enjoying trying to figure out my new computer, just that I will not be doing any programming. If I used one regularly it would be well worth it. Some people don’t ride enough for it to be worth it for them to learn a whole new training style. They may not be using it to train horses but that doesn’t mean it couldn’t add to the experience. We should be gathering tools and knowledge everywhere we go and in everything we do. Just because something is different and a little difficult doesn’t mean it’s not worth it!

And here is a video of Harvey saying he is not interested in fetching a rubber chicken, just so there’s something besides words to look at.


More Realistic

Yesterday I got to show off how amazing Harvey is. How he is able to grasp whole new concepts in a matter of minutes. He can and does.
But
Getting the idea and mastering the art are two different things. Fine tuning all the little nuances takes a little more time. While he was bale to get the idea of, and show me how to, step into my hand learning it on both sides and in different places was a bit harder. Not that he couldn’t do it. He is very capable. It gets complicated though and is a lot to learn.
That I am learning too doesn’t help matters. I am finding the pitfalls, things that help, things that hinder, and making my learning mistakes along the way.
Sometimes I’m too slow to the click and miss his thought and little tries because I am looking for more or don’t realize what is happening until too late. Other times I’m too quick to click and reward the wrong thing which can lead us off on completely different tracks that I often don’t realize we are on until too late. Here I accidentally/on purpose taught him to back to me instead of going sideways.
Is that a bad thing? Not necessarily. I taught it to Rusty, or to be honest he taught it to me, quite deliberately. I love learning things that way. It’s a fun useful trick, think backing out of trailers. However, we were trying for sideways. Now that I’ve looked back, had another training session where it became very clear that we left our intended trail, and have seen that we added back instead of sideways, I’ll have to see if we can find our way back.

 

Unfortunately the video is too long to post here. You can see it on the facebook page at /https://www.facebook.com/309985332692651/videos/362247711189677/


Standing Still

One more boring video. So boring I sped it up to get through it faster πŸ˜‰ We are a couple of days behind here and I want to get caught up. The problem with being behind is that I think we’ve done something really great and am all excited to share it! Then he does so much better the next day that what came before doesn’t seem so exciting anymore. I want to be able to share with the excitement of the day, not looking back and trying to recapture.
We are working on Spanish walk. With that come some issues that need an opposing action. Spanish walk is mostly pawing on command. We know it’s no fun to have a horse that paws all the time. The opposing cue is to stand quietly with all four feet on the ground.
Standing also helps settle my overly active somewhat anxious horse. It never hurts to have a horse that will stand still. This is him learning to do so. With me next to him and when I walk away. He’s doing very well at it.
Next time I promise something slightly more exciting at least.

Introducing The Pool Noodle

Harvey and I have been working on Spanish walk for a couple of days now. He’s been doing a spectacular job of picking it up using only capturing and his big brain. He’s such a smart boy. I thought it was time to work a little harder and add a new concept. The Pool Noodle!

This is the first time he’d ever seen one. It was interesting at first but never scary. Especially once it became attached to food!

With it he will learn to target with his knees. We work on and talk about targeting with noses all the time. Horses can target with any body part though.

It is pretty simple to teach. In this case holding the noodle in position and asking for a step forward so he bumps it and click! He very quickly picked up that the click happened when he touched the noodle with his knees and started putting two and two together. He was even offering a couple of steps at a time!

He has such slow controlled finesse, we ought to be able to accomplish some fun things that Rusty will never be able to because of his very different style. Do you know there;’s a name for holding one foot in the air and pivoting on the other? It’s a beautiful thing to watch and I can’t remember the name. Harvey is so doing it though!

 


Old School Horse Training

I was talking to a good friend of ours the other day. He’s cowboyed his whole life and loves horses like I do. It’s always nice to get to spend time talking to him. This time horses came up, they don’t always. HE talked about horses he’s had in the past, his father and his horses, and training. It was fascinating to hear the things we talk about now in scientific terms come up, referred to by different names but obviously the same things.

One of my favorite things was that he had rode so many Morgan crosses in his life. They’ve been around here forever and were very popular before styles changed and a more modern breed of stock horse became preferred. Of course talking to him I could see some of the reason for the change. He liked a Morgan quarter cross, they had the staying power and go that Morgans have plenty of but were quieted down by the quarter horse side. He thought the quarter added more cow sense too. I , of course, disagreed and thought that it was the Morgan blood that gave quarter horses their cow sense in the first place πŸ˜‰

He talked about taking cattle cake or ears of corn out with him to catch the horses and how much easier they came when a little feed was offered. Positive reinforcement, just without any fancy names. He talked about the people who wouldn’t make pets of their horses because they wouldn’t work for you if you were nice to them and how silly that whole concept was. We agreed that when you’re nice to a horse and treat them well they will do anything for you. How his dad, an excellent horseman who could ride anything you could get a saddle on, didn’t have too. While he was able to buck them out he chose instead to take his time. To teach them everything they needed to know before he got on. Once he was ready to ride them they seldom bucked and instead just rode out nice.

He said his dad would break them proud. Instead of being shut down and dead inside, they held their heads high and had life to them. If that’s not a description of learned helplessness vs good training I don’t know what is. One of our friends favorite horses was a horse his dad started who was born the same year our friend was. The horse bucked with him for the last time when they were both eighteen. But the big black horse, half Morgan of course, was careful about it and would buck back underneath him if he was starting to fall off. Talk about a learned behavior and not bucking because of fear or because he was upset. He mentioned a semi load of hay shipped in from clear across the state basically thrown away because it was moldy and he wasn’t going to kill his horses feeding bad hay.

It was so interesting to hear about good horses and excellent horsemen who were using many of the same techniques we do without knowing the science behind them. We don’t always need proof coming from some test done in a lab to know what works. It’s easy to see, if we pay attention, that when told what a good job they’re doing a horse will want to do that job again. I would like to say that out here where we spend so many more hours on our horses doing jobs most people wouldn’t dream of, out here where we spend our lives in amongst the animals, caring for them and seeing to their needs, that we know better. That we have learned how to go about things in a way that is kind and effective. The unfortunate truth though is that farmers and ranchers are people, just like any other people, with good and bad. There are those who care for and love their livestock and there are those who pay no attention and think making a pet of your horse will ruin them. Just be sure not to forget all the good there is. Don’t be fooled by terrible propaganda into believing that those who care for the land and livestock don’t love them just as much as those who keep them simply as pets.

 


A Clicker Clinic

I got to go play with some fellow clicker trainers today. We are lucky out here in the middle of nowhere, Nebraska to have such a large clicker community. Large is all relative πŸ˜‰
Andrea gave an overview of clicker basics then everybody paired off and we got to work. Horses quickly picked up treat manners and figured out what the click meant. Then worked on targeting and what ever else the horses needed.
One of the horses got targeting down and they proceeded to put it to work sniffing out and touching all the scary things they could find. Bern brought his horse in and gave a demonstration on laying down. That inspired almost every other horse there to give it a try. With lots of clicking almost every horse in the barn laid down. It was very impressive.
It was a day spent shoveling food into the mouths of happy horses and hopefully an interest in clicker training into their owners. It will be fun to see what grows from this.