Posts Tagged ‘horse’

Horses Train People

Monday, December 14th, 2009

Have you ever noticed how our pets subtly train us? They are way more intelligent than we realize. When you step back and analyze, it becomes obvious they are using behavior modification techniques, and quite effectively. They are so good at it that often we just go with the flow with no awareness that our pet has just shaped our behavior.

I was pondering all of this after a recent incident with Jasmyn, our youngest filly. She is really enjoying the new run-in shelter I set up for the winter and spends more time there than the rest of the herd. They are not crazy about the acoustics and freak out every time the snow goes sliding off the roof. Jasmyn is the sensible one and does not let such trivialities bother her.

Being the brainy girl that she is, Jasmyn decided that it would be a great idea if I were to feed her in the run-in so she could eat undisturbed. She put her plan into action simply and effectively. When it came feeding time she left the herd and went into the run-in and waited. She knew I would  be coming there to put the buckets away and see her waiting. I did and was happy to feed her there. Step one of her plan was completed.

The next day as I was feeding I looked around and noticed Jasmyn was missing. I called out to her and heard her high-pitched whinney in return (she’s the vocal one in our herd). She was waiting in the run-in again. So of course I went in and fed her there marveling at her resourcefulness. She now has me trained to feed her in her own private dining room and I do it gladly. Step two completed, plan fully implemented, behavior modification complete.

What will she come up with next?

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It's a toxic world, especially for our pets.

Thursday, September 10th, 2009

Toxins surround us to the point that it is nearly impossible to avoid them. Even those fillings we got as kids are toxic, leaching into our systems causing who knows what damage. Our water is so toxic that we buy bottled water hoping it’s pure, but that’s not necessarily true either.

I try to avoid toxins as much as possible and that practice carries over to my pets. As is so often the case, this enlightened attitude came about as a result of life with my four-legged friends.

My beautiful mare, Misty, developed vaccinosis after just a few years at a boarding barn that required semi-annual 7-way vaccinations. It began as an elevated temperature accompanied by swelling at the injection site. Each successive round of vaccinations brought with it a worse reaction until she developed a full-blown case of laminitis.

During this time I was diligently researching options trying to find an acceptable alternative to meet with the barn owner’s approval. (Moving wasn’t an option at that point.) Finally I found my own vet who concurred with my assessment that it was vaccinosis and prescribed no more vaccinations ever for this mare.

With that battle behind us, I expanded my research into detoxing and better nutritional alternatives to the junk food typically served at barns. It took six months to bring Misty back to health from that last set of shots, but we got there. Thankfully it wasn’t long after that I was able to purchase my own place and bring her home, safe at last from the dangerous, out-dated, ideas of that barn, no matter how well meaning.

I was reminded of this episode recently when I read the account of a beautiful, standard poodle who died horribly, painfully, after being sprayed with weed spray. From what her owner was able to piece together, she approached the fence, probably barking, to protect her puppies who were all playing in their private yard. The person spraying turned the spray directly on her in an act of incredible cruelty and stupidity. Unfortunately this part of the story was only pieced together after the fact and after her suffering had ended. It’s unlikely she could have been saved, even with immediate treatment, as those powerful toxins were inhaled and absorbed through her skin to begin their destructive work on her entire system.

RIP beautiful girl

RIP beautiful girl

Would this person have sprayed the dog in the face had he known it would kill her? Perhaps, but I’d like to think he would have made a better choice had he been educated on the dangers of the toxins he held in his hands.

Shortly after hearing this story, I came across a post from Dr. Mercola’s site about summer time dangers to our pets. While a bit late in the season, the information is still valid and worth sharing. I hope you’ll take a moment to read and educate yourselves and please spread the word. You just might save a life.

Blessings to you dear pet lovers.

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Who says horses don't have a sense of humor?

Sunday, July 26th, 2009

For some time now I have been meaning to take a look at Rusty’s lip tattoo. I wanted to get the number and look up his history from the Jockey Club. He came to me with a sketchy history and no idea of his original name. He is a real character with a quirky personality so naturally I was curious about his background.

Well yesterday was the day. I got him from the pasture and brought him to the grooming/tacking area. After liberally applying fly spray (the bugs are awful this year), he was able to stand still long enough for me to curl back his upper lip. While this doesn’t hurt the horse, Rusty definitely doesn’t like it. After several false starts I finally got the lip in a position where I could read his tattoo.

I barely got the whole number when Rusty let loose with a big sneeze and blew gunk all over my face and head. Ewwwww. That was no accident. Rusty was laughing so hard that I half expected him to fall to the ground. Of course horses are way too cool to actually do that but all you had to do was look in his eyes to see the mirth.

Rusty has a twisted sense of humor.

After that we had a lovely arena ride. He gave me a super smooth collected trot that more than made up for his earlier antics. All in all it was a very good day.

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Colic Crisis at Natural Horsemanship Clinic

Tuesday, September 23rd, 2008

I took my mare, Misty, to a natural horsemanship clinic expecting to come away with many new lessons. We certainly learned a lot and our relationship grew but I hadn’t expected to include a study on colic. Horses have such finicky digestive systems and stress, such as traveling, can bring colic or other health issues. Here is how the situation unfolded:

This was Misty’s first time away from home for more than a short period of time. On the day we trailered to the clinic she barely drank any water (healthy horses should drink 7-10 gallons per day).  I added electrolytes to her water and she drank most of that bucket. By the time I left her for the night it appeared as if she was back on track and had settled in comfortably.

I arrived early the next morning, Saturday, to check on her and noticed fewer manure piles than normal. (Constipation in horses = colic, which = a potentially lethal stomache.) As a precaution, I syringed probiotics and continued using electrolytes in her water.  In less than half an hour she began producing manure.

The morning session of the clinic went extremely well. We went through basic ground work looking for any glitches that needed attention. Misty is very light and responsive to cues and with the help of the clinician she became even more so. In retrospect I realize that she was a bit clingy, most unusual for her. Had I not been so focused on the clinic I would have realized she was communicating with me that she was in distress. (Animal communicators are tuned in, but susceptible to distraction like most people.)

For the afternoon session we were to be mounted. Misty has huge saddling issues that we’ve worked and worked on but after more than one ill-fitting saddle she is quite the skeptic. She became the project horse for the first part of the session. I had switched to a Bob Marshall Sports Saddle some time before this and thought we had finally solved the fitting problem. What I learned was that the pommel was digging into her back and still causing her issues — even with a treeless saddle! (This lead to several other participants having their saddles evaluated and many of us were surprised at the fitting issues.)

After some repadding to relieve her withers, I mounted and prepared for the riding portion of the clinic. From the beginning it was obvious that something was not right. Misty was very twitchy and irritable. The clinician was convinced it was the saddle but I knew better.

Normally after I manage to get the saddle on her she is a dream to ride. She had never behaved in this manner before. This just was not my horse!

I lightly trotted her around the arena to see if she would settle but gradually she became worse and I could feel an explosion building inside her. She was clearly communicating that something was wrong.  I  dismounted and took her back to the stall.

Having gotten her message loud and clear, I checked her digestive reflex point. She was very reactive. No wonder she was irritable, she was colicking! I syringed more probiotics and continued with the electrolytes. All in all I probably syringed her half a dozen times during a 24-hour period.

Sunday morning was the final day of the clinic. This time there were more manure piles and things were looking nearly normal. I checked her digestive reflex again and there was only a minor reaction. More probiotics and we were off to day two ground work.

The final afternoon session was mounted work. With the colic symptoms relieved, Misty was her usual self under saddle and we were able to do some quality fine tuning. It was a very productive clinic experience for us on many levels, including dealing with her colic.

When I packed for the clinic I included emergency supplies: probiotics, electrolytes, natural antibiotics, and healing clay. Thank goodness for that foresight! I cannot imagine how the experience would have turned out if we had to call in a vet to treat colic. Of course had the situation worsened, I was fully prepared to make the call. Whenever in doubt calling the vet is the right thing to do. But in this situation I was able to quickly assess the situation and administer the correct holistic remedies. Crisis averted and we had an otherwise very satisfying clinic experience.

Moral of the story: Never leave home without an emergency cache of holistic remedies.

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