Posts Tagged With: Gelding

Quick Release–Not

January 28, 2013 046

The stall door squealed a protest as I pulled it open.

“Zeus! Time to go play!”

Every other gelding had already raced to the pasture–except Zeus. The large grey horse snorted as he walked into the aisle. He refused to leave my side, so I ushered him forward.

“C’mon, buddy! Everyone else is inhaling the hay.”

He tossed his head and nuzzled me for a treat. I obliged.

We reached the pasture gate, and I pointed out to the boys at the far end.

“Look, buddy! Do you see them?”

He leaped forward and plunged into a gallop. I shoved my glove-less hands into the depths of my pockets, and realized my mistake.

“Zeus–I forgot your treat! Sorry, buddy. That’s ok. Go have fun with your friends. I’ll give it to you later.”

At the sound of my voice, his head whipped around and he skidded to a halt. He wheeled and turned, galloping straight back to me.

Gentle lips closed around the offered treat. He nodded twice, then darted toward his friends.

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The “Cool” Hunter

Clip-clop, clip-clop.

Horse shoes on pavement evoke memories of Mackinaw Island’s Main Street. The Island is a horse fanatic’s all-time favorite places to travel.

The horse to recreate those pleasant memories at the barn is Hunter. Hunter has four shoes. He came from a barn in Indiana which had extremely rocky soil. The boy can’t go out with anyone else until his shoes are pulled, so he’s in the run-in stall pasture until they’re pulled next week. The farrier will be here on Wednesday the 27th at noon to take care of his feet. Hunter can go play with the boys afterward.

The sticky, sweaty days are melting together. The hay adheres itself to every moist surface. It’s fairly disgusting. Poor Hunter, by himself, is sweating constantly because he’s always searching. Always curious. He wants to explore his world completely, and the movement in this weather is enough to make him sweat out every last ounce of water in his body.

With the purchase of their horse, Hunter, and the fact that they’re here so much, I have adopted two Minions and made them my cousins. Makenna and Caroline are now unofficially-officially related. Now I can tease them mercilessly. (I teased them with a smidge of mercy before, but now, nothing is holding me back.)

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Trading Spaces (Without Paige Davis)

Insects are thrust into the air like popcorn. Barn Swallows dip and dive, dancing through the air, enjoying the feast. The sweet aroma of freshly-mowed grass, while tempting, is far from safe for the horses. The toxic chemicals released from grass during the mowing process are unsafe for equine consumption.

That doesn’t make sense. Hay is simply mowed grass. How could it be toxic to horses if we feed hay all the time?

Hay is, indeed, mowed grass. However, after hay is mowed, it’s allowed to lay in the sun and dry before it’s baled. Each bale must be thoroughly dry before it’s safe to put in a barn. Frequently even after hay is baled, it’s allowed to dry outside in the sun. Hay becomes moldy if it’s wet, and moldy hay causes colic and heaves. Not to mention it’s disgusting. Humans don’t eat moldy food–the same courtesy should be extended to horses. Worse yet, moldy hay can cause a barn fire.

There’s a great deal of hay growing on the property. The outdoor arena is currently a hayfield, as is the meadow behind the horse pastures.

The horse pastures are big enough that they’re staying green. The horses enjoy grazing, and the girls have grazed their pasture down to the ground. The boys have grazed theirs down, too, but their pasture is larger.

This is a problem.

We have three boys, two of which (Sidney and Dusty) are becoming a little overweight, and in Dusty’s case, cresty on the neck. They really don’t need as much grass as they’re getting.

The girls, on the other hand, are in need of grass. Melody is preparing to be bred. Savannah is perpetually in need of good nutrition. Honey is pleasantly plump, but is still safe to have on grass. Lexi is underweight, and could use the extra calories from grass.

Therefore, the geldings have been moved. They’re currently exploring the old mare pasture, which will be their new home. The boys don’t need as much grass as the girls, and since there’s more space in the gelding pasture, it makes sense to swap the girls and boys.

However, the “new” mare pasture (or old gelding pasture, if you prefer) is off limits after being mowed this morning. We won’t move the girls into their new pasture until Friday morning. They’re currently in the run-in stall pasture, relaxing and hanging out. All three stalls are open to the pasture, so they can come and go as they please. However, last time I checked,  Melody and Honey are sharing a stall, and Lexi and Savannah are schmoozing in another.

The Barn Swallows are still whirling and twirling, spinning and swirling above the old gelding pasture. They’ll weave their magic in midair until every last insect is devoured.

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