Tuesday 3 May 2016

The Mischievous Horse

I bought my Fell/Arab horse, Kerrydancer, when she was 9 months old and she rapidly established her reputation for mischief.

She responded well to handling. I could groom her, clean her hooves, lead her on the roads and she accepted bridles and bits as soon as they were introduced to her. She also enjoyed trips along country lanes on long reins.

Unfortunately she spent her spare time developing her own methods of entertainment.
For some time she shared a field with sheep. That is until she decided to pretend to be a sheepdog.

She would determinedly round up the sheep at one then drive them carefully to the other end of the field. Then, nose down, she dispersed them and watched while they resumed grazing. Then when they were all nicely spread out she would start the whole process over again.

So we moved her to a field with cows as they were more her own size.

Everything was fine until one of the cows calved early.

Kerry decided that the calf was a foal and that it was hers. She washed it and stood over it protectively. Before the cow lost interest we had to rescue the calf from its foster mother. We picked up the calf and carried it out of the field followed by the anxious filly. Once outside we were able to stable Kerry and restore the calf to its mother.

Kerry decided that she didn't want to stay in the stable and devised a way of fiddling with the bolt and letting herself out. When we fixed a fail-safe device to stop her she discovered that vibrating the bottom of the door with her hoof would release the device and she could then undo the bolt. (How she did we just don't know).

The cause of the trouble was that she was and is an incredibly intelligent horse. She needed to be kept occupied. She lived into her mid30's, still intelligent, but althougn thankfully happy to contemplate the world in a less pro-active way. She was still the boss!

She had to have her feed trough in the field filled first. She had to have the first hay supply. In Spring when horses were brushed to remove loose hair she had to take first turn.

But then as an equally bossy old girl I know how she felt!



For over 20 years since I retired from teaching I have been a Kleeneze distributor to help pay for the upkeep of my horses, dogs, tortoises and budgies. As I’m now getting a bit long in the tooth I have decided to limit my business to the Internet. So here are the links to my two ‘shops’. Hopefully some of you will have a look at them and find things you would like to buy. In future I will suggest items which I have found particularly useful or like a lot.





 

Enjoying the daffodils this spring.

This year has been a really good one for the wild daffodils up in my woods. The little horses, Bubble and Squeak spend most of their time amongst them but the flowers don't seem to suffer.
Right now bluebells, primroses and cowslips are taking over and soon the woods will be white with the flowers of wild garlic (ramsons).
I used to have pigs wandering all over the land with the result that blackcurrant, red current and gooseberyy bushes have appeared in all sorts of odd places. They seem to flourish.

Here are the links to my two ‘shops’. Hopefully some of you will have a look at them and find things you would like to buy to help me support my little bundles of mischief.
  www.klife.co.uk/theodorac  
 http://www.kleeneze.com/THEODORAC

Monday 2 May 2016

A Really Good Morning Plucking the Little Horses.



A really good morning plucking the little horses. Always the first sign that spring is here and summer is on the way.

For over 20 years since I retired from teaching I have been a Kleeneze distributor to help pay for the upkeep of my horses, dogs, tortoises and budgies. As I’m now getting a bit long in the tooth I have decided to limit my business to the Internet. So here are the links to my two ‘shops’. Hopefully some of you will have a look at them and find things you would like to buy. In future I will suggest items which I have found particularly useful or like a lot.