For What Its Worth: Dirty Little Secrets![]() Okay so here are some of my dirty little horse ownership/training secrets. Yep, I’m gonna come clean, at least about some things ;) I was thinking about the things that I do/or have done that are ‘against’ the grain of traditional horse training ‘rules’. There are many trainers and horse persons who are against both of these practices and with good reasons. So my confessional is that I hand feed my horses (not that controversial) and I have trick trained one of my horses to rear (way more controversial). The hand feeding issue is interesting. I know a lot of people who will swear up and down that horses should never be hand fed. NEVER. Period, end of discussion. Well I hand feed and especially make a habit of bringing cookies out for the few horses we have owned that don’t want to be caught. I always tell the hard to catchers that you won’t live long at my house if you don’t want to be caught. The hand feeding even has a name: Cookie Therapy. I don’t take cookies out every time unless the horses are hard to catch. A normal workout session starts with being caught in the pasture (riding the horse in if they are safe enough to do so). Maybe a cookie in the barn while brushing (more likely they get their grain if they are on any). The horse gets ridden and then when ready to be turned out will get a handful of cookies on the way back out to the pasture. I am a firm believer that horses don’t ‘do’ anything untoward that they don’t mean to. AKA if Princess bit you, she meant it. Same thing with when a horse kicks, strikes and any other hospital worthy injuries. I have spent my life with horses and have seen horses aim to hit and aim to miss each other. I even (pause…wait for it) hand feed my stallion (audible gasp). Do I think this is okay for all horses? Nope. Do I think everyone should do this? Nope. I don’t hand feed all the time and I am pretty confident that I am the alpha in terms of my horse relationships. I don’t put up with pocket excavations or the full nose pat down that many horses learn through hand feeding. It seems that my horses are confident in the boundaries that I have set up with them. So the jury for me is in. Hand feeding works in some situations and is okay if you are a dominant horse person with clear boundaries for your horses. Okay the juicier one….rearing. I have a 7/8 Arabian mare who is super smart and super athletic. I have had her since she was a yearling and plan to keep her for her entire life. ‘Hailey’ had all the normal groundwork and riding as a three year old. She was even shown a little as a three year old in western pleasure and did very well. I made a mistake. I sent her for training with a professional that I had a great deal of respect for and still do in many ways. Hailey and this trainer were a bad, bad combination. After a month my super soft little western horse was like riding a steel girder. The trainer told me to ‘meat’ her as she was dangerous and would never ‘get’ anywhere. I took her home with a pretty heavy heart. When I turned her out into a paddock I didn’t recognize her. No she wasn’t starved or even physically beaten. My mare, my lovely little filly who liked to wash my hands with her tongue was gone. Instead I had a whites of the eye, nostrils flared, get the hell away from me wreck. At that moment I knew. Her fate was on me. That was my first realization. What I did or didn’t do for this mare would stay with me for the rest of my life. I turned her out for a month to see if some decompression therapy would help. By the end of the month she would come up to the fence to sniff my hands but that was it. The old Hailey would push her head into the halter and beat you to the gate. Realization two: who she was is the past. Who can she be in the future is where I need to focus on. With that in mind I brought her into the barn and saddled her up. Waves of anxiety came off of her. Dancing back and forth barely standing still and shaking her head the entire time. Hailey relaxed a little as we walked by the arena and stepped into the sunshine. I knew one thing; this mare would never step into a show ring again unless she could mentally handle it. I checked my cinch, took a deep breath and swung up into the saddle. I don’t think Hailey or I moved or even took a breath for what seemed close to 5 minutes. Finally taking a whale of a deep breath I settled down deep into my seat and pushed her forward with my seat. Up until that moment Hailey felt like a powder keg, solid on the outside but you just knew that on the inside things weren’t so safe. The explosion came when I picked up the reins. Sideways and backwards at mach 9, Hailey did everything to get away from the wide soft snaffle I had in her mouth and the link it made between the two of us. I set down my reins, sat down a little deeper and must have had a death grip on the horn. After my hand came down she stopped and gave me a big signature snort. Okay. Now what? I knew her teeth were fine as I had them done before she went to the trainers. Shakily I dismounted and laid a hand on her neck. Two things were becoming very clear: I had more thinking to do and Hailey had more damage than I thought. Heading back to the barn I switched out my snaffle for a rope halter. I had felt a frightened horse not a mean one although both are equally dangerous. What the hell lets try this again but with even less control (rope halter). I didn’t have much experience with bosals or rope halters. Deep breath and up I go again. This time when I asked Hailey for forward I got it. One step. Then two. I hopped off and gave her a shaky stroke on the neck. Oh boy, we both survived that one! Slowly over the next two weeks Hailey and I worked out the forward but anytime I picked up the reins I got a hard halt on the forehand and if I pushed it I had my own version of Pegasus. Not straight up or even close to over backwards, just her front feet off the ground up and down until the pressure was released. That summer I happened to take a job on a guest ranch in southern Alberta. I was allowed to take a horse with me. Hailey was the best choice (what else was I going to do with her?). Two months of chasing cattle, crossing rivers, dragging logs and lots of wet saddle blankets settled her mind and brought me a reward of seeing glimmers of hope for her recovery. Time on the ranch had proven her to be a tough all day, all terrain riding horse with more cattle sense than most horses could shake a quarter at. I have never had a horse that was so brave! Hailey would get in between two 2000lb bulls fighting; ears back and neck snaked out shaking her head. Another thing our long days together had given me an appreciation for her uncanny ability to sense cattle and wildlife long before I or the other horses noticed them. One time out gathering yearling cattle in the Porcupine Hills by ourselves Hailey stopped dead still and assumed what I call her ‘pointer’ pose. Just like a bird dog Hailey was ‘pointing’ to the trail two hundred yards up the trail where I just got the last two feet of a cougars tail slip into the heavy brush. That fall after a couple of months off I brought Hailey back in for more work. As I rode her around that fall I found her to be more settled but still very shy of full rein contact. The Pegasus moves were still there. It was like her thinking brain shut down and her panic flight response took over. Hmmm more thinking time on my part led me to try and make rearing more work than it was worth for her. Since pulling back on the reins could mean a variety of things (besides rear) I decided to add a ‘rear button’. I would grab on to her mane up near her ears and tug on it. After two rides focusing on making Hailey rear she was quickly figuring out that this a lot of work and than rearing on cue was rewarded and rearing without cue would get her into trouble. Two weeks later I was moving into a new stage of my relationship renovation with Hailey. I could confidently ask her to back or rear without a cue mix up 95% of the time. Within a month we were at 100%. So there you go. My dirty little rearer secret is out. Again would I teach this to every horse? Nope. Is this dangerous? Sure could be. Would I recommend this? Nope. Did it work out in the end? It worked for this mare and for me. To this day every time I ride her I do so with the knowledge that I am betting my life on how clear my training was. Since that summer/fall Hailey has become a regional 4-H champion in both western and hunter, ridden some of the toughest trails through the Rocky Mountains and remained my favorite horse for moving cattle. Do I let just anyone ride her? Nope. Every one who rides her is advised of her ‘button’ and now at the ripe age of 13 you REALLY have to ask her to rear. I think she figures its more work than its worth. Take a lemon and make lemonade. For What Its Worth that’s how I see it. Waygu! – Bless you? – No….WAGYU!So this spring we’ve been busier than normal with some Wagyu. Nope we didn’t get some crazy form of Japanese flu – we got Japanese cattle instead! We have been busy with bottle calves! We started out with one and then she was lonely so we got another….then I saw an ad for another (Charolais cross heifer), a friend heard we were doing it so sent us one more (Red Angus bull calf). So magically we have become cattle ranchers overnight! The adventures of bottle feeding have kept us tied to the place and on call at least twice a day for feedings. The first months were pretty stressful with tubing and scours. I of course get extremely attached to anything including the ducks (but that’s another story for another day). So in total we have four bucket calves two wagyu heifers –Miss Moo and Mini Moo, one Charolais cross heifer – Lambchop Moo and a Red Angus bull soon to be steer – Wilbur Moo. The Ten Comandments by Sheila Varian1. Breed toward your ideal horse. Don’t be swayed by the voices of others. If you have done your homework, in time others will appreciate what you have accomplished. At long last: some welcome rains!Well its getting to the point now where I can tell that its not going to be a drought year. We have had enough rain in the last little while to make up for the huge drought we had last year. 2 inches just in the last storm. Its great to see the pastures growing again! Chris showed Foxy at an Appaloosa show last weekend and had a great run. That mare is worth her weight in gold! Whew is she ever cowy! I am thinking of heading down to a working western arabian show in July with Shady and Hailey (my old show mare) for working cow horse and reining classes. Well The Rein Dancin Has Paid Off!We have had two big dumps of rain and very wet snow in the last two weeks. This moisture will go along way to helping pastures and hay prices this year. We are lucky to have moved onto the new land and managed our forage levels last year so that we are in better shape than some producers this year. ![]() Updated Sales PageAlmost to May and Chris and I have updated some of the photos on the Sales page. Check out our two fantastic fillies for sale! News Pictures of Juan Kool DiamondI have taken some rough'n wooly pictures of our 2009 Juan Kool Diamond gelding for sale. Check out the updated pictures here. Puro Who?We are pleased to announce our purchase of ‘Puro Foxy Chic’ a 1997 AQHA mare sired by Puro Chic and out of the dam Ima Foxy Wilson and is an earner of nearly $7000 in limited showing in the NRCHA. Please click on her name to go to her page. April Snow StormsWell we had quite the snow storm blow through last night. The little bit of moisture it brought will be most welcome with the dry pasture conditions. I am excited to announce the sale of 'Solanos Peppy Sailor' or Pepper to the Schmidt family. I know that Pepper will be a great partner for them and that he has found a great home! Stay warm and enjoy the spring! The Old Meets New! (at least in equine id)![]() New Sales Video AddedHere is a rough video of Solanos Peppy Sailor taken this spring. Check his quiet attitude and excellent brakes! 'Pepper' is for sale and will be in training until sold. Please contact us if you are interested! We've Been Busy!So I just realized that I haven’t updated our ‘News’ section in a very, very long time. Well better late than never! November was a great month for heading south to the NRHA futurity in Oklahoma City, OK. Mary from Mara Arabians was my partner in crime and we had lots of fun scooping out horses and shopping! Sadly I didn’t get a chance to ride ‘Wimpy’s Little Step’ but the Clinton Anderson clinic was fun anyways. The sales were very interesting as well. Given the state of the horse market and the prices of prospects we will be holding off from breeding for a couple of years. Well the snow has started!Sad to say that winter has already started here in Alberta! Chilly temperatures started the night before my runs at the Canadian Supreme. LB and I had some great runs. I am very happy with him. He will make someone very happy as an excellent reiner and an all around great horse! First Frost of the Season!It has been a while since I had a chance to write about the adventures with the horses but first off: Hottest Spot In Town is Sold!We are happy to announce that Hottest Spot In Town or 'Brady' has been sold to an excellent home in Northern Alberta. We are sure that Christine and Brady will do well at the local shows as well as on the Alberta Appaloosa show circuit. We look forward to hearing about their future success! Chiconita finds a new home!'Dial a Chiconita' or Chic'n has found a new home in Valleyview, Alberta. We know that his new home will enjoy him as much as we have. |
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