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The Alpha Mare (intelligence)
There was a storm brewing. I ran out to the stable to bring in the horses. As I tried to get the 5 horses into their stalls,Trynkette, my alpha mare, (the boss mare) started running around and bellowing at me and the others. She was chasing them off. Well normally, she is the one who will bring everyone in for me. She always comes up to me when I call for her.
Not today! As the others tried to come up to get into their stalls, she ran up and screamed at each and every one of them. That scared them off and they all bolted back out into the field. I could see that they were conflicted and not sure who to listen to -- as Trynkette always did what I asked, and encouraged them to follow suite.
When storms approach, they all usually run into their stalls, not waiting for me to call them. It was not even nasty, windy, or raining out yet. So, this was very unusual.
I shook grain, pleaded, yelled . . . you name it. I could not even lay a hand on Trynkette. She pushed the horses out farther into the middle of the field and she continued to bellow to me -- which is what she usually does when she wants my attention.
It started to pour rain, but still the horses would not come up to the shelter.
I was getting wet, angry, frustrated and fed up. I finally grabbed a halter and lead and headed out into the field to catch my mare.
Then it happened!
I heard a very loud whoosh-bang-crash!!
As I turned around, I saw a huge tree crash down on top of the barn roof from some sudden straight-line winds!
I looked back at my herd as Trynkette came galloping up to me. She then, non-too-gently, shoved her nose into my chest then trotted back out to her herd. As she went, she flipped her neck and beckoned me to join them.
I, being the human, had always thought I was the one in charge. That day I discovered the truth. I was very proud to learn that Trynkette was in charge. . . and she still is today. She has the final word when it comes to the welfare of the herd.
Tammy Fifer
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Murphy - The most giving horse I know.
I bought Murphy, with the intention of bringing him on and selling him, about 4 years ago from a dealers yard 6 hours drive from home. Just as we were loading him into the trailer the dealer informed us that he had only arrived in the yard at 3am so to be careful as he'd had a long journey already. A bit dubious now we brought him home.
The followng day he had developed acute diarhoea, stopped eating and looked dreadful, we called the vet who diagnosed a heavy worm burden and thought the stress of the journeys had caused the worms to migrate, we culdn't treat the worms though until the diarhea had been cleared up. It took about a week - we honestly thought he wouldn't make it at a couple of points, the weight dropped off him so he looked like a bag of bones, he just stood in the corner with it running out of him. The vet told us he should be in the veterinary hospital but we thought another journey would likely finish him so we syringed water and electrolytes into his mouth & tried everything to get him to eat.
Eventually he stopped the diarhea but still wouldn't eat much, I spent so much on diferent feeds and hays that week, then he took a liking to a dried grass I bought - slowly we built up the quantities, sorted out the worms and walked him out in hand a little and he started gaining in strength until the vet said he could be let out for a couple of hours a day.
The first day he came back in lame, he'd slipped on some mud and pulled a muscle in his shoulder. That meant another six weeks box rest. ARGHHH!!!
Murphy took nearly six months to be completely sound. During that time I gradually introduced him to new things, did some very light ground work to try to build his strength and co-ordination, which was non existant, and discovered he had never worn a saddle (although we had been told he was fully backed).
During that time I also had a bad fall from another horse, resulting in a severe loss of confidence. So here I was with an unbacked horse and scared to get on - I'd trained alot of youngsters before so there was no way I was going to send him away I decided to go for it anyway!!!
He was amazing, I did loads of preparation (for both of us) & the first time I got on he stood rock sold as if he'd done it all his life, thats all we did that day, lots of getting on & off.
Next day I sat there and fell to pieces, I couldn't summon the courage to ask him to move, I cried my eyes out as he just stood quietly. When I finished blubbing he took matters onto himself and wandered quietly off around the arena.
He's such a star, it took weeks before we tried to trot and again he just went for it even though I was half wishing we could just walk for ever!
Since then we've done loads - we've even done a few jumping competitions, gallopped on the beach, ridden for miles. Now my daughter has taken over with him and he's just asgood with he as me.
Murphy is truely a horse in million and will be in our family for the rest of his life.
Sam Morgan
To start writing: Click on Easy Edit, just above, and then just write! Thank you for your time and thoughts...Tammy
Please go visit my professional horse training website: http://mycirclesofhorses.wetpaint.com
********************************************************************************************************************************************
The Alpha Mare (intelligence)
There was a storm brewing. I ran out to the stable to bring in the horses. As I tried to get the 5 horses into their stalls,Trynkette, my alpha mare, (the boss mare) started running around and bellowing at me and the others. She was chasing them off. Well normally, she is the one who will bring everyone in for me. She always comes up to me when I call for her.
Not today! As the others tried to come up to get into their stalls, she ran up and screamed at each and every one of them. That scared them off and they all bolted back out into the field. I could see that they were conflicted and not sure who to listen to -- as Trynkette always did what I asked, and encouraged them to follow suite.
When storms approach, they all usually run into their stalls, not waiting for me to call them. It was not even nasty, windy, or raining out yet. So, this was very unusual.
I shook grain, pleaded, yelled . . . you name it. I could not even lay a hand on Trynkette. She pushed the horses out farther into the middle of the field and she continued to bellow to me -- which is what she usually does when she wants my attention.
It started to pour rain, but still the horses would not come up to the shelter.
I was getting wet, angry, frustrated and fed up. I finally grabbed a halter and lead and headed out into the field to catch my mare.
Then it happened!
I heard a very loud whoosh-bang-crash!!
As I turned around, I saw a huge tree crash down on top of the barn roof from some sudden straight-line winds!
I looked back at my herd as Trynkette came galloping up to me. She then, non-too-gently, shoved her nose into my chest then trotted back out to her herd. As she went, she flipped her neck and beckoned me to join them.
I, being the human, had always thought I was the one in charge. That day I discovered the truth. I was very proud to learn that Trynkette was in charge. . . and she still is today. She has the final word when it comes to the welfare of the herd.
Tammy Fifer
-----------------------------------------------------
STILL NEED MORE STORIES:
Murphy - The most giving horse I know.
I bought Murphy, with the intention of bringing him on and selling him, about 4 years ago from a dealers yard 6 hours drive from home. Just as we were loading him into the trailer the dealer informed us that he had only arrived in the yard at 3am so to be careful as he'd had a long journey already. A bit dubious now we brought him home.
The followng day he had developed acute diarhoea, stopped eating and looked dreadful, we called the vet who diagnosed a heavy worm burden and thought the stress of the journeys had caused the worms to migrate, we culdn't treat the worms though until the diarhea had been cleared up. It took about a week - we honestly thought he wouldn't make it at a couple of points, the weight dropped off him so he looked like a bag of bones, he just stood in the corner with it running out of him. The vet told us he should be in the veterinary hospital but we thought another journey would likely finish him so we syringed water and electrolytes into his mouth & tried everything to get him to eat.
Eventually he stopped the diarhea but still wouldn't eat much, I spent so much on diferent feeds and hays that week, then he took a liking to a dried grass I bought - slowly we built up the quantities, sorted out the worms and walked him out in hand a little and he started gaining in strength until the vet said he could be let out for a couple of hours a day.
The first day he came back in lame, he'd slipped on some mud and pulled a muscle in his shoulder. That meant another six weeks box rest. ARGHHH!!!
Murphy took nearly six months to be completely sound. During that time I gradually introduced him to new things, did some very light ground work to try to build his strength and co-ordination, which was non existant, and discovered he had never worn a saddle (although we had been told he was fully backed).
During that time I also had a bad fall from another horse, resulting in a severe loss of confidence. So here I was with an unbacked horse and scared to get on - I'd trained alot of youngsters before so there was no way I was going to send him away I decided to go for it anyway!!!
He was amazing, I did loads of preparation (for both of us) & the first time I got on he stood rock sold as if he'd done it all his life, thats all we did that day, lots of getting on & off.
Next day I sat there and fell to pieces, I couldn't summon the courage to ask him to move, I cried my eyes out as he just stood quietly. When I finished blubbing he took matters onto himself and wandered quietly off around the arena.
He's such a star, it took weeks before we tried to trot and again he just went for it even though I was half wishing we could just walk for ever!
Since then we've done loads - we've even done a few jumping competitions, gallopped on the beach, ridden for miles. Now my daughter has taken over with him and he's just asgood with he as me.
Murphy is truely a horse in million and will be in our family for the rest of his life.
Sam Morgan
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