Thursday, October 28, 2010

Equine Stupidisms

Since moving up here to West Virginia, I’ve heard a plethora of incredibly ignorant horse-related “facts”.  I’ve mentioned a few of these tidbits of wisdom in posts before, but I thought I’d list them together to share in the humor.   Folks, some of these are so stupid you just have to laugh.  Crying and pulling out your hair over the idiocy coming from these self-proclaimed “horse experts” does no good.  Trust me, I’ve tried it.

 

Myth:  You only need to deworm your horse once a year in the summer.

Fact:  Doc and I disagree on this one slightly.  His thought is that if you only have a handful of horses that never go anywhere and you never bring in any new horses, then twice a year is plenty.  I feel that four times a year is the minimum, or else you’re just throwing away good money on feed.  Since I have so many horses, with horses coming and going constantly, I deworm at least six times a year.  Sometimes I’ll throw in an extra ivermectin wormer between rotations if I notice some of them aren’t looking their best.

 

Myth:  Horses don’t need water every day if they’re not being worked.

Fact:  In cool weather, horses will drink about 10-12 gallons per day. During hot weather they drink 20-25 gallons (or more) per day depending on the heat and humidity.

Myth:  A horses’ hooves stop growing after a certain age. (I actually heard this from someone calling himself a farrier!)

Fact:  Hooves and human fingernails are made of the same stuff.  Do your fingernails ever stop growing?

Myth:  Kerosene works great for killing lice.

Fact:  Um… maybe it does, but do you really want to douse your horse in something extremely flammable when you can just buy a bottle of lice powder from any feed store for around six bucks?

Myth:  Tennessee Walkers have to be broke to ride before they are two because if they get too old you’ll never be able to break them.

Fact:  Tennessee Walkers are just like any other horse.  With the right approach and common sense training you could successfully turn a wild, unbroke 20 yo TNW into a horse suitable for a beginner rider.

 

Myth:  If a mare or stud isn’t broke to ride when you breed them, you won’t be able to train any of their progeny.

Fact:  It is true that some personality traits can be passed on genetically.  However, not being broke is NOT a personality trait.  No matter how rank the sire or dam, if you treat the foal right from day one, you’ll have a happy, personable, well-behaved horse that’s relatively easy to train.  I’m sure someone out there is going to tell me about a bloodline or two that produces untrainable horses.  To that I simply say “then stop breeding them”!

Myth:  You should never castrate a cryptorchid stallion because they will surely die.  If they do survive the castration, they will be proud-cut and always act like a stallion.

Fact:  Yes, some cryptorchid colts do die from the surgery, but it’s very rare because it is typically an easy surgery for a veterinarian!  There are backyard “vets” around here who think that just because they own a knife they can castrate a colt without the use anesthesia or sterile instruments.  A proud-cut gelding is simply a gelding that still has the testosterone-producing glands that may have been missed during castration.  Some people request that the vet leave in the glands so their horse still acts like a stud.  Just because he is proud-cut does NOT mean he can still impregnate mares.  A good vet will remove the glands even on a cryptorchid stallion.

Myth:  You shouldn’t castrate a stallion over five years old or it will kill them.

Fact:  Timmy was 17 years old when he came here and was castrated.  His blood vessels were larger so he did bleed a little more and took more time to recuperate than the youngsters, but was otherwise fine.  There is no age limit on castration!

 

Myth:  Riding a horse one or twice a week for 4-6 hours is the way to get them into shape.

Fact:  That would be the same as telling me I had to run a marathon every weekend after sitting on the couch watching soaps and eating bonbons all week.  Fitness in a horse is a long-term goal, not something to be achieved over night.  Riding them hard only once or twice a week can cause severe damage to their legs and backs.

Myth:  All Thoroughbreds off the track are hard to handle, flighty, and dangerous.

Fact:  Tell that to Quest, Joma, Imperial, Eve, and Sketches.  In my experience, TBs off the track can be difficult to handle because they’ve been locked in stalls most their lives and because of the steroids and drugs that are pumped into them to keep them running, even when in pain.  This is nothing that a few months of down time and 24/7 turn out can’t cure!  The TBs I’ve dealt with have all been wonderful and affectionate horses, great for the vet and farrier, easy to ride, and they all loved being bathed. 

 

Myth:  You can tell how old a horse is by how many fingers you can get between their ribs.

Fact:  If you can get a couple of fingers between each rib FEED YOUR HORSE!  You tell a horse’s age by their teeth.

Myth:  You don’t need to have their feet trimmed if you’re not riding them. 

Fact:  Hooves grow constantly, but more so in the spring and summer than in the fall and winter.  Regardless of what time of year it is and whether or not you are riding them, they still need to be trimmed on a regular basis, preferably every six to eight weeks.

Myth:  A colt won’t breed it’s own mother.

Fact:  If it’s got a penis and testosterone, it will try to breed just about anything with a uterus.  Colts can impregnate mares as early as six months old.  Fillies can get pregnant as early as a year and a half of age.

Myth:  All horses under two years old are called “colts”. 

Fact:  A “colt” is a male horse between one and four years old.  A female horse between one and four years old is a “filly”.  The term “Foal” is used for both genders under one year old.

Myth: A horse isn’t skinny unless it’s “eye sockets” are sunken in. 

Fact:   I can only assume he meant the supraorbital fossa, which is that “dent” above the eye.  The supraorbital fossa contains fat tissue and horses in poor condition might have a deeper dent than a fat horse.  However, age also plays a part in how deep the dent is and older horses will typically have a deeper hole.  Horses with Cushings disease may not have a dent at all, or it may appear swollen.  So while the condition of the supraorbital fossa could lend itself to the overall condition of most horses, it should not be used as the only criteria.

Last, but not least, this is one I’ve heard for many years, not just since moving to WV.

Myth:  My mare has been irritable and cranky so I’m going to breed her to calm her down.

Fact:  I don’t even know where to begin on this one.  There are sooooo many reasons that a horse could become unhappy under saddle.  My guess is that someone, somewhere, had a mare that they were riding with ill-fitting tack and eventually she got so tired of her back hurting that she threw the human off her back.  Said human decided that the issue was her hormones and all she needed was to have a baby.  16 months later the foal was weaned and the mare is now happy and jolly again -- not because she had a foal, but because she got 16 months off to HEAL!  People, stop using this as a reason to breed your mare!  Just give her some time off from riding and have a vet examine her.  Paying for a vet exam is a whole hell of a lot cheaper than taking care of a foal!!

Besides, you really haven’t seen irritable or cranky until you’ve met Sassy. 

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

More Long Ears

A week or so ago someone called and asked if they could board their Jack mule with me for a bit.  They had just gotten him and he was jumping the fence where he was and taking off for the hills in search of equine companionship.  They say he even jumped a 5' stall wall to escape and they finally found him several ridges west of the barn.  I was pretty sure he was escaping because he was lonely and because he was only using that dangly brain between his legs to think, so I said sure, but he has to be castrated once he gets here.

They couldn't get him up here before dark, so I ended up putting him in the yard pen with Jed.  They told me he'd kill Jed and would easily jump out of the pen and I'd be searching for him in the morning.  I could tell just by walking him down the driveway that the poor little guy was just misunderstood, but I still watched he and Jed for 30 minutes or so after putting them together. 

They sniffed noses and Lucky the mule wanted to sniff Jed's butt.  Jed kicked at him a couple of times and that was the end of that.  Lucky buried his head in the hay and was still in the pen the next morning.  And the morning after that, and the morning after that. 

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He's still a little shy and you can't move too quickly around him, but he's getting better every day and now talks to us and comes to the gate when he sees us.

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I removed his halter once I was certain he wouldn't jump the fence and leave.  He's now easy to catch, lifts his feet, and as we found out the other day, LOVES kids!

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He's only two years old, so this winter we'll just keep working with him and get him castrated.  In the spring, there's a little pony cart and harness with his name (and Casper's, and Chip's... ) on it . Once he's trained to pull a cart and his owners are ready for him on their new farm, he'll be leaving us to go home.  But his owners don't want to pull him away from his buddy, so little Jed will go home with him!  How awesome is that??

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Some things never change

 

 

People still think breeding horses is the way to make a bunch of money.

Those same people don’t see much point in feeding, handling, or caring in any way for all of those horses.

West Virginia laws are still woefully inadequate.  Only 8 counts of cruelty when 70 horses are starving?  You’re kidding, right??  Let’s hope that number increases as they are able to catch and evaluate more horses.

It still, and always will, piss me off to see news stories like this. 

I doubt Hampshire county has a way to feed and care for all of these horses, so like many other WV counties, most of these horses will probably be up for auction once they are all caught and evaluated.  Which means anyone, even kill buyers, can buy them.  Peachy. 

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

The Donkey Difference

My wardrobe consists of t-shirts, sweatshirts, jeans, and shorts.  I wear a watch when the band isn’t broken and I’m too cheap to get a new one.  My ears are pierced, but I haven’t worn earrings in many, many years.  I have no tattoos.  I wear an engagement ring that Glenn gave me, but no other jewelry.  I cut the split ends off my own hair a couple of times a year because whenever I go to a salon they manage to completely screw it up and it looks nothing like the picture I’ve picked out in those hair magazines.  I’m not sure why that matters since my hair is always in a pony tail under a baseball cap.  I am covered in dirt just about every day, don’t see much point in painting my chewed off fingernails, and can curse like a sailor when the need arises.  Woman?  Yes.  Lady?  I think not!

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On the other hand, Lucille is quite the lady!  She’s gentle in every way, never gets dirty or uses profanity, and has a very short, trendy hairdo.  She never rushes around like a big clumsy ox and never flirts with the boys.  She’s also a lady that knows how to get what she wants without inconveniencing others.

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Ahem.  Even ladies need their behinds scratched once in awhile!

She also knows how to accessorize.

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That’s one glamorous donkey!

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Baby Budha Belly

Mariah has been separated from her mother for a few weeks now and is doing great.  All the other horses in that herd just adore her, except for Tabby, and she’s got the biggest mares in the herd as her bestest buddies.  That’s Matilda on the left and Eve on the right.

 

Matilda just loves her little shadow and lets Mariah follow her everywhere.

 

Eve also loves the little tyke and will lay her ears back at Tabby if she gets too close.  Eve is a live and let kind of gal on the bottom of the totem pole, so for her to lay her ears back at someone takes a lot of gumption.

 

But really… what’s not to love?

 

There’s a 14 day Tabby update over on Rescue Recoveries for you to check out!

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Unusually unusual

Today should not have gone near as well as it did. 

Mark your calendars, ya’ll.  I won’t say that very often.

Remember Jethro?  I get the feeling that he really wants to be an easy keeper, but no matter how much Safe Choice and free choice hay I give him, he still doesn’t have a very nice top line.  His spine sticks up just a wee bit and the top of his ribs can still be seen.  So my thought was that after spending a month locked in a 12x12 stall at the shelter and two and a half weeks stuck in a pen in my yard with Jed his muscles might just be atrophied.  His gut has shrunk a bit after two wormings, but is still more than adequate for his size and his butt has filled out nicely.  However, even though his pen is about three times the size of his stall, there still isn’t any room to run and play when the urge strikes.  Last week I wondered briefly if I could put him in with the Fairmont studs, but then thought better of it because strange stallions will almost always fight and I didn’t want anyone hurt.

Then yesterday I woke up to find Drunken Neighbor’s proud cut gelding standing in my driveway and whispering sweet nothings to Don Juan over the fence.  Don Juan was calm, accepting, and even looked like he wanted to play with the big gelding.  Hmmmm….  This set my little brain to whirring and I made the executive decision this morning to try putting Jethro in with the other stallions and see how it went. 

It was terrifying!  I doubted Jethro would make it out alive.  Don Juan was so aggressive and kept rearing and striking out at poor Jethro…

 

 

 

Um, yeah.  The two of them hit it off like old college chums running into each other in a gay bar.

 

 

Kincaid made nice with the “I’m a baby don’t hurt me” suckling motions and little Rusty just couldn’t get enough of Jethro.

 

 

 

Dagwood knows that the surest way to tell a stud from a mare is to sniff their hooves and chew on their lower legs. Huh?

When you’re still not sure, just pretend you’re a dog and take a long whiff right where it counts.

 

Jethro never panicked or became annoyed.  His ears were always up, he never lifted a leg to threaten a kick, and his teeth stayed hidden.

 

I had left Jethro’s halter on at first in case I needed to pull him out of there quickly.  But the introductions only lasted a few minutes and then everyone settled down together to eat some hay.  Right now everyone has squished themselves into the run-in shed to share in the shade.  So much for strange stallions always fighting!  It probably would not have gone so well if there had been mares in the area, but I guess a Lucille donkey in the yard doesn’t count.

 

Now, would someone please come up with something organic to kill all the burdock plants on the farm?  Please??

Friday, October 8, 2010

This is me.

 

 

Stuffing my face and wearing more food than I ingest.  Par for the course.

 

And this is me on no sleep.

 

 

Any questions?