I am DEFINITELY going to die!
Not me, you understand. That's what Tia was saying this morning when we saw some Friesian cows. Clearly, she has either never seen a cow in her life, or suffered some terrible trauma the last time she did. She seriously seemed to think she was going to die. Her heart was beating so hard it was actually pushing my knees off the saddle!! She was totally terrified and broke into a sweat from head to foot and kept trying to turn and run for home. We spent 25 minutes looking at them, wheeling in circles until she finally calmed down a bit. Then I had to take her home as I was due elsewhere. I'm going to have to take her up there again tomorrow for some more exposure.
Tetley was just fine out for a hack on the road. You could only tell there was anything going on if you swapped diagonals and compared the two feelings, but he seemed equally happy on both.
Caddy's cut is still clean and dry and scap free and appears to be completely sealed together. The stitches can come out on Saturday so I'll sharpen my small scissors!
People interested in mineral balances might like to read yesterday's comments. Foot fetishists will be pleased that Tia is regaining her ability to walk on stones. She has flatter feet than I would like, particularly on the back, but they seem to perform well so I try not to worry about it. Caddy's have lost their extreme concavity, which as I suspected was only a result of his feet being contracted and left far too long between shoeings. They are still well concave, just not ridiculously so. None of that will show well on a photo if you're wanting pics!
I'm just off to check two saddles and a conservatory that I'm selling on eBay!
C.
ps mole hill count today nil....... RIP mole?
posted by cptrayes @ 5:13 PM
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Oh, no! Now you need to erect a little mole tombstone. "Here lies Moley, done in by the eighth dose. May his hills be high in heaven and his tunnels never find the gates of hell." How's that? *evil grin*
Tia and my first horse, Russell must have distant relatives. The cow fear is bred in. Isn't that where "COWard" comes from? *not* *G* You will have to train her to be a cow pony. Then she can milk it for all it's worth.
Sorry. I am in school--training other teachers. My mind is on strange mode.
I had a horse that was terrified of cows - and she saw them every day. She got to be OK if there was a fence separating her from them, but I could be in a 20 acre field and if there were cows in the corner she had one eye on them all the time and she couldn't bear them anywhere near. She used to start panting with fear if they got anywhere near.
In the end it was one of the reasons I sold her, as I have to go through cows nearly every time I want to go down the drive and through the gate.
Present horse treats them as a lower sort of life that he can boss around , pull faces at and if they get too friendly and start rubbing him with a horn he will kick! But I can remember the first time he saw them, having come from a stud farm - "What are THOSE?" And the first time he saw lambs he did a little neigh/whinny like he was saying "Ah, how sweet."
Hopefully Tia will realise that they will not hurt her - she probably thought that they were some weird sort of horse.
Judith
jean the heat had obviously gone to your head! And your encouragement and support of my mole has encouraged it to up sticks and move to the other side of the arena where it is merrily digging more molehills. Thanks ;-"
Judith I do hope I can cure her, not like yours. She did actually seem quite curious about them by the end. And although she kept circling, the circles were getting closer and closer to them.
C
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