The King has Returned

Yesterday, I went out to blanket horses because we are due to be hit by an ice storm in the next 24 hours. They say it’s going to be worse then 07 (oh the lovely memories of having no electricity for a week while I managed a 40 stall horse barn with one part time helper) – although I think it’s more about people panicking – c’mon this town is all about ice storms and tornados – get over it!

Hubby was feeding horses carrots at the gate while I blanketed them. Big Guy took it well. He knew the storm was coming and liked the idea of a nice comfy blankie when it’s going to be 2 degrees above zero.

ZZ did very well getting blanketed too though she was reluctant to be haltered. This has given me a red flag and I am wondering if someone has been messing with her…? Let’s hope that is not the case, because if it is, someone might die or at least be tortured, slowly, painfully and with a lot of messy body tissue being removed.

However, what I meant to write about in this blog post was the interesting development that ZZ would NOT take a carrot unless BG let her. He wasn’t pushing in front of her, blocking her or pinning his ears, but she was clearly going to take the signal to eat from BG!

It’s just so interesting to watch that he has this clear, authorative presence with her – that of course was reinforced with the typical dominant behavior (pushing, blocking, kicking, pinned ears) back in Decemeber when he was feeling better from his injury.

Yes, the King has wrested his kingdom back from the Ursurper!

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7 Responses to The King has Returned

  1. I’m glad to hear that the hierarchy is restored. It reminds me of a mare who was injured and took some time to recuperate, during which time the herd drove her out. At the end, when recovered, she reasserted herself very strongly and kicked those who had oppressed her.

    I do hope that you get through the ice storm without problems. It sounds like a wild place where you live.

    • Oh we’re okay. Just a bunch of whiners. We ended up keeping our electric here and was able to drive around today.

      It was such BOSH that the governor had to declare a state of emergency before the damn storm even hit! and just like I thought it amounted to a bunch of nothing.

      Went out for groceries today and ended up seeing Avatar again.

  2. Ann says:

    I ran across your blog today and found it totally ironic because my girlfriend was just telling me about a similar experience she was having with her horse. She said that when she went out to her barn her usually very friendly (even pushy) horse would not even let her touch him… Weird. It would never enter my mind that someone else would think they could, without invitation, think it would be ok to “teach” my horse. Luckily for me, I keep my horses on our family property so I don’t have to worry about such things. When my horses act weird I chalk it up to how they are feeling that day. Good luck with your horses. Nice blog.

    • Well Pandora the pony has a hoof raising issue because someone at a former barn thought it would be amusing to use her as an example to show others how to pick up hooves (and the jackass got her to the point of rearing – thanks asshole).

      Not me, but a friend, went to the barn and found HER HORSE BEING USED IN A LESSON!! The barn owner chased her down the aisle (as she was leading her horse away) cursing her!

      And this is one of the most LA-DE-DA barns in this area – not some cowboy setup but a very rich Hunter Jumper barn.

      Yes, I keep an eye out for human jackasses all the time and my horses show me if anything is wrong. It helps that I can show up at the barn at any time day or night – as I would “find out”.

  3. Just like here, where one would have thought that the world was ending when a few inches of snow fell.

    Then there was an urban myth spread by certain newspapers telling people that, if they cleared the snow and someone slipped, they would be liable legally. (Which is completely untrue, incidentally. It’s like the myth that, if one administers first aid and the person suffers any ill effects because one isn’t medically qualified, one is liable.)

    Isn’t Avatar a film that one has to see several times in order to appreciate the volume and sublety of the special effects. I did enjoy that film so much, and look forward to the sequel. It’s supposed to be the first of a trilogy.

    • On the snow/ice issue, I think everyone here is gunshy because in 07 we ended up a week w/o electricity and I live in a city of almost 400,000 (not counting outlying surburban areas). The downtown got hit extremely hard and those people were not prepared at all – thinking they lived in a city and unlike rural people would not lose electricity.

      If we had had the week of Artic temps (below 0 for a week) which we had two weeks ago but it was dry – happen with the ice and snowfall we had this weekend, things would have been bad.

      OTOH the weather forecast was showing above freezing temps within 24 hours of the snowfall so I was not that concerned though we did lay in for groceries (we could have cooked on propane camp stove, propane gas grill, cast iron dutch oven cooking over coals etc… if need be) and if the fridge had been w/o electricity the game plan was to put it all in an ice chest and set it out the back door! (at 17 degrees I wouldn’t have worried about it thawing out).

      Hubby and daughter had not seen Avatar, so that is the main reason I went back. It’s a good show, but I still prefer books. 🙂

  4. In the 90’s I lived in a house with one coal fire to heat four rooms. Even the current chilly residence is better than that. I’ve been as far as collecting snow to melt for drinking water. The trick here is to avoid yellow snow, as the toilet was frozen too so we had to go outside.

    I’ve not had a horse exactly used without permission, however I did have an Anglo-Arab mare years ago who was on a working livery. Because she had so much stamina, the barn was using her up to five hours a day rather than an hour or two as agreed, as I discovered through surprise visits and the testimony of others. They also used my tack without permission, to the extent of removing the bit from a bridle on one occasion. It seemed that barn staff were responsible for much of that, the manager not really knowing all that went on. I moved pretty quickly, to a barn over the hill where the horses were very well looked after – but the manager and her daughter had spectacular rows.

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