Sitting On Harvey

Harvey’s second “ride” about a week ago. Maybe sitting on would be more appropriate? Just chillin’ and making it a fun thing to do until he gets comfortable with the whole idea. Spent the whole time, ten, fifteen minutes or there abouts, getting on and off and petting and feeding. Sometimes he wants to swing around and let me on from the right side. I don’t care which side I mount from, whatever he’s comfortable with.
It’s interesting though, him preferring the right side. There was no way he was letting me on his right side when I first started playing with him. I think his former people only ever did anything from his left. Some people don’t agree about the importance of getting horses used to things from both sides. It’s kind of good that they didn’t. He is fresh on that side with no bad memories to overcome.

 


Bringing Home The Cows

We woke up at dark thirty this morning to go help move cows. The guys hauled their 4wheelers over and we rushed to get saddled up and try to get to the highway in time to help them cross. Coyote was not in a hurry. He was plodding slowly along behind as rusty zipped along in the front. I didn’t think there was anyway we could make it.
Occasionally I would take his lead rope and prod him along a little. We’d trot until my daughter would declare trotting not be fun any more but instead too bouncy and we’d slow to a walk.
As we went the sun started to show over the hills we were riding towards. First a pink and orange glow, then peaking brightly over the pastures bathing us in it’s orange glow. She asked me to take a picture. I was thrilled to. Our horses glowed.
We beat them to the highway! We stopped to say hi to the rest of the help, then continued down the road to meet the cows. Rusty was worried about the cars passing on the road, then the buildings we had to go through, but mostly about the cows coming over the hills in the distance. Coyote was wanting to turn around and go home. Rusty was tense and looking worriedly ahead. Thinking of the worst possible outcomes, as I like to do, I thought about what would happen if Rusty spooked and caused Coyote to take off back across the highway. I got off and held onto the reins.
Rusty settled down once the cows got close and he could see what was going on for sure. I got back on, keeping a hold of the lead line, and we were sent ahead of the cows to keep them out of one of the yards. We trotted to the yard but couldn’t get through the ditch. So we kept going looking for a way through. The cows followed us beautifully. Instead of darting off through the trees the cows ran across the road right where they were supposed to go. We stepped to the side letting them pass.
From then on both sides were mostly fenced. We followed along in the field in case they found an open gate. They were in the usual hurry to get home, trotting all the way. We trotted a little too. My daughter kept wanting to know if she was running yet. So I decided we would try. I let Rusty go and for once instead of trotting that supper fast Morgan trot Coyote broke in to a lope. She laughed and giggled until she said it was time to WALK!
Back home in the alfalfa I set her and Coyote free again. They did a wonderful job of helping push the cattle across. Coyote took her slow and easy like the perfect pony he is.
Rusty did a great job on his first time with grown up responsibilities. He was overly energetic but not bolting. He was worried about the highway, buildings, barking dogs, and cows but never offered to do anything but look. It was a great ride with a wonderful companion. I hope we get to do it more often!


Threshold

In +R training reaching, or avoiding a horse reaching, its threshold is often talked about. Threshold is the point where a horse is very emotional, it has reached a point of fear and reaction where it is no longer capable of thinking and learning, only reacting.
I was thinking about this today while we brought cows home. We got to the highway, a little scary by itself. He wasn’t spooking. Rusty was looking, stopping, ears pointed to stare at the vehicals as they passed. I clicked and treated a few times. Coyote wasn’t worried. We made it across no problem.
But that was only the first of the triggers we were stacking all at once there.
Across the highway were two houses. One right on the corner with barking dogs in the yard. There were vehicals of the people who were there to help get the cows across the road. Rusty was still taking it well. We were able to stop and let them hang out for a few minutes while we talked to Cowboy Bill who scratched and loved on them both a little. Treats all around of course.
Then we met the cows. They were coming over the hill in the distance. Not close enough to smell or see clearly. We had about reached threshold. The triggers had been stacked to the point that he was tense and tight, ears up, frozen in place, staring towards this new threat. I got off and held onto him, no treats, he was past that. He settled down as they got closer and he saw what they were.
As we rode home behind the cows I had time to think. How do we prepare a horse ahead of time for those moments in life when reaching threshold is unavoidable? It’s going to happen no matter how much we avoid it in training. Life happens. I thought about training children, or raising as some people call it.
Some people say that raising children with only, mostly, kindness will not prepare them for the real world. Life is unkind, they say, children should get used to it.
On the other hand you have the people who feel that is unnessicary. That children raised with love and support are better equipt to handle the tough knocks of life because of the love and support they’ve recieved.
So what about horses? Do we get them used to reaching threshold by bringing them up to it? Let them get scared while we train and get used to it so it’s not a big deal?
As I rode and thought, I decided that this was like children. The more love and support they have the better equiped they are to deal with the difficulties. They don’t need to face the hard things to be prepared for them. Nothing really prepares us for the difficulties in life. I’m not saying horses wont ever be scared durring training or that the most loved of children wont face difficulties, but by not bringing them above threshold purposely as we train we teach them to trust us, that we are their safe place and will not hurt them. When they know that training, working, with a person will be a positive experience it is easier for them to settle back down and come back below threshold. We can offer reassurance and comfort, instead of getting after them for getting upset and pushing them further yet above. Rusty had certianly come back easy enough.
We didn’t encounter anything else upsetting on the rest of the ride. Rusty did a wonderful job on his first day doing grown up work. He moved the cows, worked alongside zipping 4wheelers, ponied Coyote, and did plenty of those walk trot transitions we’ve been fighting with so much. I think training him well below threshold helped greatly with that.

 


Leading Amarillo

I have a bit of a crush on Harvey. I tend to devote my time to him when I have a chance to work with a horse. Amarillo is still here though! He comes in to visit when the horses come up to say high. He’s gotten played with a little and had a sadlle on his back when Tanna was here to play. Mostly we’ve been loading the clicker and working on targeting.
He’s gotten to where I trust him enough to let him out in the yard to graze. They need to be able to be caught so I can put them away when the time comes. when I went out the other day we were playing a little as we went back to the corrals. He was being so good I decided to try to get some video. He led clear back to the corrals using only targeting! Such a good pretty boy.

 




Accidental Mounting

All this work with Harvey ends in one accidental mounting! Not that he isn’t ready for it. I just hadn’t meant to quite yet. We were practicing from the fence, letting him get used to me up there. This is his fourth time of doing that. Once out of the corrals and once in where he wasn’t real interested in getting close to the fence. And once at the gate when he started presenting his right side for a good butt scratching. Apparently he wants his right side up to the fence. I am letting him decide and he switches back and forth a lot.
I had been putting a leg over then right back off. He gets worried and I want him completely calm before I sit on him. This time I lost my balance a little and fell. Onto him It’s not graceful but he did a great job of it!

 


Calming Cues

I’ve been taking advantage of the beautiful weather to get out and play with Harvey. He’s getting calmer and happier every time we work. As with Rusty I’m playing around with adding a calming signal. It can be kind of fun to experiment with cues. See what works and what isn’t as good in the end. With Rusty we are doing the usual rein signal. On Harvey I am installing it on stroking his neck. When horses are nervous we stroke their necks right? It’s probably not as practical as the rein but I can always switch it over if it isn’t working out.
I left in a bit where our stand offish, please don’t touch me horse is laying in to me and enjoying a wonderful scratch! Such big changes.


Cherished Ponies

Today started out quite terrible. We, my daughter and I were going to sneak out for a little ride. Rusty met me at the gate as usual. Coyote stood and looked. I had to walk clear over to him and he stood there waiting. I wasn’t worried yet though. After tying them both I offered Coyote a handful of feed. He barely lipped it and let it fall from his mouth. I very nearly panicked. Turning Rusty loose to graze I untied Coyotes lead and took him to see if he would eat grass. He not only wouldn’t but he proceeded to lay down at my feet.
I did panic then.
I called the vet. She said that we could wait and see what he does, avoid an emergency fee. Cuts and swellings don’t bother me, colic scares me half to death. Besides This was Coyote we were talking about! I told her I didn’t care. He wasn’t bad but I wanted to get him looked at in hopes of preventing him from getting bad. She said to be in in an hour. That worked out about perfect by the time I checked air in the tires and got everyone loaded. Coyote farted a few times on his way onto the trailer, I began to hope I was getting all worried about nothing.
At the vet he hopped off the trailer still subdued but looking better. He had pooped though! Rusty pawed and raised a raucous in the trailer, because I can’t haul Coyote by himself! That would have killed him out right. He has absolute fits. Overall the noise she listened to all his noises very carefully and took his temp.
She declared him to be alright. His gut sounds were all normal with maybe a bit of air somewhere. I’m not a vet, I can’t remember exactly To be on the safe side he got a shot of an anti inflammatory and a steroid.
Once home I turned him straight out on the grass to graze and he went right to it. I love when a trailer ride cures colic. He ate happily for the rest of the day and hasn’t shown any further signs of not feeling well.
I started Coyote as a three year old. In his younger years he took good care of me over many a mile working cattle, braving over protective mama cows through calving, was able to move calves on his own through blinding blizzards as I tried to keep the wind from blowing me off his back. Now he baby sits my daughter building her skills and confidence. I would far rather rush him to the vet at the slightest hint of an issue than risk loosing a horse as priceless as him.

 


Giving Permission?

I wasn’t going to film this part of playing with Harvey today. Then he started offering a behavior that I thought was interesting enough that I wanted to share. Every time I stood beside him to do up the cinch he would step over into me.
It seem pretty obvious where the behavior was coming from. We’ve worked a grand total of three times on stepping over to the fence so I can get on. The last time was just when I went to let Rusty out to grazr and stayed to pet Harvey awhile because he was sad about not getting to go out.
He offered to step over, putting me on his right side. We had never worked on that before. It wasn’t too long ago that he wouldn’t let anyone on his right side at all. Now he was offering it to me. I wasn’t going to let him down, I started scratching. Anywhere he wanted. Somehow that ended up being his butt. Amazing how itchy those things are. I scratched and scratched. Then I climbed on the fence and scratched some more.
He was a little nervous at first about me being up high. By the end I was sprawled across his butt still scratching away.
Apparently it was a strong reinforcer. Interesting how it transferred to his other side, on the ground, away from any fences.So I wanted to share him stepping into me asking to be cinched. I waited every time until he did this before touching the cinch again.
Also I had a request for a video showing how I do the cinch up. Since that was what we were working on anyway I thought I would leave it going to show that part too. But to see any of it you’ll have to go to the facebook page. The video is too long to load here 🙁   https://www.facebook.com/309985332692651/videos/487958695021536/