<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404</id><updated>2011-08-19T00:18:51.514+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with a Crazy Horse</title><subtitle type='html'>This is about my horse and my search to find the right way to understand him and solve his problems.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-9222160892133491328</id><published>2010-10-08T13:00:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T13:01:00.568+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaargh Grazing</title><content type='html'>A wee while ago, I wrote about the opportunity to move to new grazing. I went and looked at it yesterday and was highly disappointed. I mean I had seen it over winter as that is where Smurf went for a while and is was okay back then. But now Spring has arrived and bugger all grass has arrived just a butt load of weeds. Not to mention it is still soggy in some places when even the soggy paddocks where Fox is now have dried out. but I'm hating it out where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my carefully thought out pro and con list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Grazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros:&lt;br /&gt;-Close to house which saves time and fuel and I don't need to feel guilty about going out twice a day if I need to.&lt;br /&gt;-Somewhere to store my stuff. I could finally move my stuff out of the garage and into a container they have there.&lt;br /&gt;-Close to local equestrian park. The all weather arena is locked but I have access to everything else.&lt;br /&gt;-Other horses near by. I don't really want Fox on his own though sometimes it does seem easier. - Shade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons&lt;br /&gt;- Grass is rubbish&lt;br /&gt;- The fencing is not really suitable for horses. There's a bit of post and rail but that also has wires running in the gaps, the rest is deer fencing - bad and tensioned 7 strand fences - bad.&lt;br /&gt;- Fireworks. Houses all round have fireworks at Guy Fawkes and probably at New Years too. He would either have to get used to them, (me too), but it's not really the safest place for that or I would have to move him in and out of town.&lt;br /&gt;- Location. The paddock is surrounded by three houses and one boundary is next to a relatively busy road. Not peaceful to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;- Wet and soggy underfoot still. I was glad to see the last of the mud and I don't really want any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Grazing&lt;br /&gt;Pros&lt;br /&gt;- Location. It is up a quiet valley road, plenty of orchards riding and quiet road riding easily accessible.&lt;br /&gt;- Grass, lots of it and good horse grass too mostly&lt;br /&gt;- No fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;- Fencing is two sometimes three strand low tension wire. Good posts apart from a couple of warrants.&lt;br /&gt;- Two of the paddocks are a hill, good because it gives him a workout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons&lt;br /&gt;- The arena is always closed and now I'm wanting to get lessons, it is going to be a pain in the butt&lt;br /&gt;- The owner, still weird.&lt;br /&gt;- Fox keeps stressing out whenever the one other horse that is there leaves. I turn up and he's covered in sweat and the skid marks he leaves are rather alarming.&lt;br /&gt;- Two of the paddocks are a hill, bad cause the sight of him running full tilt down said hill is enough to give me heart palpitations&lt;br /&gt;- Distance, it takes time and petrol to get there. Though if I start biking it'll just take time.&lt;br /&gt;- Nowhere to put my stuff which means if I bike I have to ride bareback&lt;br /&gt;- Good shade in only one of the paddocks, the other two have piddly sometime shade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, it kind of looks like out there is better for Fox, apart from his tendencies to nut out when he is left behind, and in town is better for me. Really, I should put Fox first. But is leaving him out there to charge at fences really the safest thing? I have no idea, I am so confused. What are your thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-9222160892133491328?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/9222160892133491328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/10/aaargh-grazing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/9222160892133491328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/9222160892133491328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/10/aaargh-grazing.html' title='Aaargh Grazing'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2355344107980191097</id><published>2010-10-01T20:49:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T21:18:05.611+13:00</updated><title type='text'>October Rehab Plan</title><content type='html'>Well September flew by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from getting Fox cleared for riding, I really haven't achieved much due to absolutely horrendous weather. A storm the size of Australia battered New Zealand and caused havoc. We got off lightly in the top of the South and we had snow, hail and icy cold gale force winds for two weeks. Not fun. Southland had intense snowfall and freezing temperatures. My thoughts go out to all the stock that lost their new lives, 500,000 lambs. Up North, many places lost power and had roofs blowing off. And the last few days, there has been more hardcore rain and flooding in the local area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in saying that, I have been for a grand total of 3 glorious rides. Fox is pretty stoked about them too. He'll barely stand still for me to hop on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rehab plan for this month is a not as structured as my last ones have been but I'm aiming to do pole work 2 days a week, stretches and massage two days a week and the rest of the time just hacking building up length and adding some trot work and transitions in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also keen to get a lesson every few weeks to try and get Fox working his body properly. Poles will help and so should the transitions but I'm pretty inexperienced in that area since I'm more of a hop on and go kind of rider so an experienced eye will make the difference I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2355344107980191097?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2355344107980191097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/10/october-rehab-plan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2355344107980191097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2355344107980191097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/10/october-rehab-plan.html' title='October Rehab Plan'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-6775571890083472110</id><published>2010-09-16T14:19:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T14:34:43.158+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated Horsie Wish List</title><content type='html'>Leather bitless bridle for Fox - I'm still not sure what style I would like to go with as I'm not sure about the crossunder style for Fox. There's so many different types now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddle for Fox - This could possibly be changed to getting a good saddle fitting as his topline is really starting to look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proper equine first aid kit  - Still need most stuff but I've got a few things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasp and hoof knife now I'm getting my head round trimming a bit more. Need a sharpener too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloves 2x -  one for trimming, one for riding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheel barrow - my current one is falling apart and is literally being held together with electric fence tape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding Lessons! - not quite yet but very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love a proper tack shed and a paddock shelter but they are really just a dream since we don't own our own place yet. One day........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if we're on the topic of dreams a float too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're in the process of getting hopefully a nice towing vehicle though the BF's ute does an ok job just round town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOT!&lt;br /&gt;Bareback pad - Lovely present from BF, looking forward to some good rides in it!&lt;br /&gt;Chiropractor for Fox  - No longer needed!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Breastplate for Smurf  - I got one, should probably sell it now I don't have the little guy.&lt;br /&gt;Girth for Smurf - Ditto&lt;br /&gt;Poo picking gloves - Simple things make an unpleasant experience so much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-6775571890083472110?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/6775571890083472110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/09/updated-horsie-wish-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/6775571890083472110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/6775571890083472110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/09/updated-horsie-wish-list.html' title='Updated Horsie Wish List'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-8235794182281070037</id><published>2010-09-15T16:02:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T19:55:25.685+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Success!!</title><content type='html'>Had Fox's physio appointment today. After a rocky start things shaped up really well. The appointment was supposed to be at 9.30 so I turned up at the paddock at 9 so I could give the mud monster a good groom. Got a message saying sorry can't be there till 10. Ok cool, thanks for letting me know. I gave Fox a super good groom which took till 9.40. Sweet just enough time to give him a quick handgraze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 rolls around, still no sign. 10.05, nothing, 10.15, still nothing. At 10.20 I text her and asked how far away she was. Didn't hear anything back but 5 minutes later she was there. So feeling more than a bit put out I just tried to be polite. I do my best writing first thing in the morning so wasting an hour really peeved me off. Fox didn't mind though cause it meant he could stuff his belly full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was lovely as usual so my annoyance didn't last for too long. Until she saw Fox's feet and said I needed to get shoes on there as soon as possible. Um no thanks. I just smiled and nodded thinking that would be it but she did rant on about it for quite some time. I really wanted to say to her, there are reasons my horse is barefoot and will continue that way so thanks for the advice but no thanks. She is right about one thing though, his near hind does need attention, the M/L balance has gone out again after being good for a while. Apparently if I trim that side frequently, I should be able to keep on top of it between proper trims. Will be starting tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, onto the good news. Fox has been completely cleared for riding, she said he is more than ready and good on you for being cautious but it really wasn't necessary. He isn't stiff, you're just overthinking things. So that's one big fat YAY. She said he is feeling and looking really good and there are only two spots that need attention. One on each side of his last ribs and down behind his shoulders. She said keep up the massage twice a week to keep him supple and you'll be good to go. No restrictions on circles or gait. I'm so stoked. I'll still keep it slow and steady but I might be able to speed up my rehab plan a wee bit which would be really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might even try and sneak a ride in after work tomorrow providing the weather is good. It has been so crappy lately it's not funny. I'm so over rain and mud and wetness. Another good point, Fox has come through this winter with no mud fever, he does have a touch of thrush but I'm onto that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An update on Smurf. He's doing good today, had a few minor attacks over the last few days but got through them himself. He's now completely off hay to control his COPD and is moving to some new grazing in case it is the change in pasture causing the colic. He is really in the best possible home right now. I'm still so mad at his old owners for putting him through that. I just keep thinking if they had let me buy him when I wanted to, all this would have been prevented. But then I wouldn't have Fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing the physio said you've come on a real journey with this horse, had a real learning experience. Which jogged my memory about this from the Jumping Percheron blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Five Horses We Meet in Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Intro Horse&lt;br /&gt;We each came into horses in our own way, but it was always with a horse leading us. This might have been a friend’s first pony, or perhaps it was a draft horse on a farm you once visited It might have been a real-life meeting, or an imaginary one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Experimental Horse&lt;br /&gt;Once you had crossed the line between “Darn, they’re big!” and “Wow! Can I try that?” you found yourself face-to-face with the horse that would suffer through your early attempts at figuring out the whole horse experience … wherever this horse came from, he probably didn’t benefit from the encounter as much as you did…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Connected Horse&lt;br /&gt;The first horses we meet don’t really connect with us, nor do we with them. Those are experiences in survival and tests of endurance. The Connected Horse is the first horse you truly bond with. This is the horse that sounds a chord that lives so deep in you that you might never have heard it otherwise…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Challenger&lt;br /&gt;Into each horseperson’s life, a little challenge must fall. You’ll have read that one final training book, bought yourself a clicker and heading rope, and there you’ll stand, arms crossed, assessing the situation as if you actually knew what the situation was. It might be difficult to believe, as you are flying down the aisleway on the losing end of a braided cotton line, but you actually need this horse in your life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your Deepest Heart&lt;br /&gt;There will come a time when you will look at yourself with a cold, appraising eye, and you’ll have to be honest about your continued ability to deal with The Challenger and other difficult horses. At that point, you’ll seek out the horse that will be your soul mate forever… You’ll have bought him the most comfortable, best fitting equipment… Maybe you’ll still go to shows and ride – brilliantly or barely – in the Alzheimer’s class. Maybe you’ll just stay home. Whatever you do, one day you’ll realize that after all the money you spent on animal communicators and trainers, you only had to stop and listen and you would have clearly heard your horse’s thoughts and desires…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Intro horse, a wee chestnut something or other with a blaze called..... Blaze. Tiny, lazy, feisty. The best pony to learn on. On him I progressed from learning to walk, trot and canter to riding out in the orchard and going for my first runs which were the only time he ever enjoyed going fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Experimental horse was a pretty dun QHxTB bred for barrel racing but wasn't fast enough. Her name was Clover and she was the sweetest horse ever. I definitely tried a lot of new things on her, gaining confidence and learning how to push out of your comfort zone. She helped me tremendously when I was going through my early teenaged angst years. At the time, she was the only thing that made me happy. Sadly I gave up riding when I was about 15 though I can't remember why now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Connected horse is definitely Smurf. We just had such a good bond. He would do things for that he wouldn't do for anyone else and we came such a long way with his training. If I could have bought him, I have no doubt he could have become my deepest heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox is my Challenger, for sure. I have learned so, so much and I am so very grateful for the experience I have had with him. As well as learning about horses and Fox in particular, I've also learned a huge amount about myself. I would like to think Fox could become my Deepest Heart but for Fox and I, I think it's early days yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-8235794182281070037?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/8235794182281070037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/09/great-success.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8235794182281070037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8235794182281070037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/09/great-success.html' title='Great Success!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-7592864918742206339</id><published>2010-09-10T13:03:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T13:05:46.094+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Dishonesty</title><content type='html'>If you know the start of my story with Fox, you will know that I experienced this once before. Now I and the new owner of Smurf are getting to experience it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor wee guy is very ill. He coliced on Monday night and they were close to losing him. He pulled through only to colic again yesterday and is having problems with his breathing. The vets suspect it is parasites causing the problem at this stage so he in on a long course of wormer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His new owner is obviously worried and distressed, doing everything she can trying to find out what is going on. I was told when he arrived at the end of April that he had just been wormed so I didn't worm him. He was due when the the new owner picked him up so he was wormed a week later. The place where he originally came from have a worming program but it is the standard Ivomectin drench that is bought in bulk, they just fill up a backpack and squirt a bit down the horses throats. They don't rotate drenches, their schedule is highly variable and who knows if the horses are getting the right dosage. Knowing this I should have wormed him. But I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also remembered that the old owner had given me some homeopathic stuff because Smurf had been ill last Winter eventually being diagnosed with a hay or pollen allergy. I never had any problems so forgot about the stuff. Having the little guy so ill made me remember it so I passed it on to the new owner. She did a bit of investigative work by calling the homeopath and found that Smurf had nearly died in January. Turns out he was diagnosed with Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease or COPD by the vets and she had helped treat him. I also found out that he was still being used as a guide horse whilst being on the brink of death. I felt really sick and wanted to cry. The homeopath reckons it was possibly from the moldy hay they were feeding him which she saw with her own two eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, we are all highly upset and disgusted that this condition was passed off as an 'allergy' when it is clearly so much more. As the new owner said, at least he is in a place now that he can get the proper care and treatment. But still, it really just makes me so wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this stage the wee fellow is holding up ok but it is really touch and go so any good thoughts you want to send will be much appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-7592864918742206339?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/7592864918742206339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/09/dishonesty.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7592864918742206339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7592864918742206339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/09/dishonesty.html' title='Dishonesty'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-7987511220091872410</id><published>2010-09-03T16:28:00.007+12:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T13:16:53.855+12:00</updated><title type='text'>September Rehab Plan</title><content type='html'>It's Spring and it's WARM. There's that Spring smell in the air and things look wonderful. Or they would look more wonderful If I wasn't still swamped with assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well week one has kind of slipped by me. I've been super busy with assignments and life in general. So starting from week 2 (which we are half way through now LOL) here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - 30 mins handwalk and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - 30 mins handwalk and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - 30 mins handwalk and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - stretches and handgrazing&lt;br /&gt;Friday - stretches and hand grazing&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - stretches and pole work&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Day off, mostly for me LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - 30 mins handwalking and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - 30 min hanwalking and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Physio appointment!!! Very excited&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - stretches and handgrazing&lt;br /&gt;Friday - stretches and handgrazing&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - 30 mins riding&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - stretches and ridden pole work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - 30 mins riding and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - ridden pole work with stretches&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - 30 minutes riding with stretches&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - stretches and hand grazing&lt;br /&gt;Friday - stretches and handgrazing&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - ridden pole work and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - 30 mins ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - 30 mins riding with 5 minutes of trot&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - ridden pole work with 5 mins of trot&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - 30 minutes riding with 5 minutes of trot&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - handgrazing and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Friday- handgrazing and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - ridden pole work with 5 mins of trot&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - We'll see what happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks a bit boring doesn't it but slow and steady wins the race right? I will evaluate when we get there whether I feel that it's ok to trot. At this stage I think it will be, Fox is progressing so fast but I will reserve judgement until we reach that point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-7987511220091872410?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/7987511220091872410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/09/september-rehab-plan.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7987511220091872410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7987511220091872410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/09/september-rehab-plan.html' title='September Rehab Plan'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-9075358780748823696</id><published>2010-08-27T15:40:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T15:44:44.653+12:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dogs Purpose</title><content type='html'>In lieu of anything exciting to say, this really touched me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home. As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker's family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker's Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, 'I know why.' Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "People are born so that they can learn how to live a good Life -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?" The Six-year-old continued, "Well, dogs already know how to do that , so they don't have to stay as long"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-9075358780748823696?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/9075358780748823696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/08/dogs-purpose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/9075358780748823696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/9075358780748823696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/08/dogs-purpose.html' title='A Dogs Purpose'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-5207342331427654866</id><published>2010-08-20T13:28:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T13:56:13.508+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress - I think</title><content type='html'>At the end of week 3, things seem to be progressing well. I'm sure Fox has finally started putting on weight. I was really worried for a while as nothing seemed to be happening so I de-wormed and started him on a low dose of Devils Claw again in case it was worms or pain that was causing him to stay skinny. The only other thing that I can think that could be contributing is anxiety/loneliness as he does not currently have a companion. Unfortunately I can't do anything about this at the moment. Grazing owner will most likely have another horse in quick smart as soon as the grass takes off though so hopefully won't have to wait too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my plan, I was supposed to get the physio out next week but I'm going to put it off for another week which means the start of September will be the start of my riding if everything goes well. And I think it is, Fox was running around again the other night and he looked strong and sure, just not very fit LOL. Feeling confident about his recovery is good and I really think having the plan laid out on paper (or on blog) really helps that. Though I have to learn not to stress if I can't do something on a particular day, it's not the end of the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pole sessions are going well. I start with them all on the ground quite a distance from each other. We spend some time warming up over those then I put them close so he really has to engage then one pole goes up slightly. We only spend 20 minutes or so doing this as I don't want to push it at this early stage. And it's important, I think, to note that I'm not lunging him over the poles, I'm leading him. Circles at this stage are still too rough on a body like his, we've gotta build some strength before we can start circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clicker training has been nonexistent. Previously I've just been using my mouth to make a clicking sound but it sounds similar to a sound I make to go so I didn't think that was a good idea. So I thought I would get a proper clicker. Could I find one. No. I'm weighing up the options of starting with my mouth again then using a clicker when I can get my hands on one. But I'm unsure of how the changeover would be. Would everything have to be relearned for the new clicker, or would Fox not care? Still mulling over this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have first dibs on the new grazing but the current lady, Smurf's new owner isn't moving out till probably the end of October now. That means we'd move in start of November and with November comes Guy Fawkes. Things were insane with fireworks where we are so I would probably leave him where he is until the end of November. Then I would have to move him out for a week over Christmas/New Year as there is always fire works around then. Or I can figure out a plan to get him used to them. But to be honest I'm a bit frightened about the whole thing after last year. Even at New Years when I knew he was in a place with no close fireworks, as soon as I heard them I felt quite anxious. My problem, not his. Apparently he was getting used to them by the end last year. Got a couple of months to figure it out yet though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-5207342331427654866?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/5207342331427654866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/08/progress-i-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5207342331427654866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5207342331427654866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/08/progress-i-think.html' title='Progress - I think'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-5550089611838127754</id><published>2010-08-09T07:54:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T08:14:00.675+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Setback</title><content type='html'>Just a minor one thankfully, but it could have been worse. But isn't that the way, you make a plan that involves a horse and invariably something happens that will disrupt all your hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to the paddock after work after on Friday, Fox was standing on the top of the hill in a bit of a strange place not moving. At first I thought he was stuck. He wasn't moving an inch. I got close enough to see with relief that he wasn't stuck, not a scratch on him in fact. We were due to go out for some handgrazing so I haltered him and attempted to lead him down the hill. He was acting rather strange, like he didn't know where his feet were going and kept trying to go back up the hill. Eventually we made it to the flat and when he started barging around me shaking his head and stamping his feet that's when I realised. Staggers. I honestly hadn't been expecting it this early but the grass has started growing at a rapid rate so I should have known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I let him loose he hurried over to the corner of his paddock where there are a few bushes. Fox has rather atypical symptoms, so much so that the first time this happened the vets didn't think it was staggers at all, they thought he was in advanced stages of liver failure. This was only a few months after I had bought him and I was terrified that I was going to lose him. Luckily someone suggested I try a toxin binder and what do you know, after a few days he came right. As well as the typical twitchy neck and shoulder, Fox also gets hypersensitive which leads to stamping and charging around when you try and  do anything with him. He also likes to hide in bushes and in corners. No one has any idea why, but if there is a bush handy, he will literally stand in the bush if he can. But now I know his early warning signs I can nip any further deterioration in the bud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got a toxin binder yet, wasn't planning on getting any for a few weeks yet so I didn't have any to give him straight away. I could however move him off the rye grass and onto one of the paddocks that have been resown with horse friendly grass. I also gave him the weekend off. So a wee bit behind but yesterday he was looking back to normal so we will resume our programme today providing he still looks ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did a bit of a scavenge around the orchard and sheds and found 3 PVC pipes of similar thickness and one log that is about the same length and width. So now I have 4 handy poles without having to go to the arena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful boyfriend also got me a bareback pad. Not the one I was looking at but I'm not gong to tell him that. It's a Zilco one and it has pockets. I'm quite excited about the pockets, no more worrying about where my phone is going to go and I can fit some snacks and a water bottle in there. Sweet. It's nice and cushy so will make the bareback experience for Fox and I  more pleasant, I wont have to worry about my bony bits digging into Fox's back or his bony bits digging into me. Won't get to ride in it for a bit but it means I don't have to use the saddle at all until Fox bulks up a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-5550089611838127754?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/5550089611838127754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/08/setback.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5550089611838127754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5550089611838127754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/08/setback.html' title='Setback'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-5081250242886398895</id><published>2010-08-06T11:58:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T13:03:43.674+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehab!</title><content type='html'>Turned up at the paddock last night to find my crazy horse being, well a crazy horse. Running and kicking and bucking all over the show. This included sliding stops into the vicinity of fences. Far too close for comfort, not that that seemed to phase Fox at all. Despite my heart being in my throat watching his antics it was really nice to see him feeling good enough to have a good play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some handwalking scheduled, (more on the rehab programme a bit later) and I have to say I was slightly nervous at the prospect of taking my very fresh horse for a walk. But he surprised me and apart from getting a bit pushy he was pretty good. Only a few minor spooks at I have no idea what. He was striding out so well that I was hurrying to keep up and he would have liked to have had a trot but I was in my gummies so no running for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure he's finally started to put on a bit of weight but I'll leave it for another few weeks before I call the physio. Hopefully he'll have filled out a wee bit more and will be starting to build some muscle so I won't have to be quite so embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August rehab programme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 1 that we're part way through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Hand grazing&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - 20 minute handwalk&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - handgrazing with tennis ball massage&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - 20 minute handwalk&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Handgrazing with tennis ball massage&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Poles&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Clicker Training - going to work on the friendly game, standing at liberty for massage and picking up feet for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - 30 minute handwalk with massage and stretches prior&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - handgrazing with tennis ball massage&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - 30 minute handwalk with massage and stretches prior&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - handgrazing with tennis ball massage&lt;br /&gt;Friday - handgrazing with tennis ball massage&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - poles with massage and stretches prior&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Clicker training with massage included&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - 30 minutes handwalking with massage and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - 30 minutes handwalking with massage and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - 30 minutes handwalking with massage and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - handgrazing with tennis ball massage&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Handgrazing with tennis ball massage&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - poles with massage and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Clicker training with massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 4 - get phsyio out and hopefully get cleared for riding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - 30 minutes ridden walk with massage and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - 30 minutes handwalk with massage and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - 30 minutes ridden walk with massage and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - handgrazing with tennis ball massage&lt;br /&gt;Friday - handgrazing with tennis ball massage&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Ridden poles with massage and stretches&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - clicker training with massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September we will reassess and make adjustments depending on the progress of the previous weeks. If all has gone according to plan, add 5 minutes of trot and gradually build up.&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to get a collection of poles that I can quickly put out without having to go the arena that I can incorporate in our handwalks, nothing too intensive, just enough to walk him over a few times. We'll still leave the big pole day to the Saturday but I think the extra times during the week would be beneficial. Thursdays and Fridays I work so don't have a lot of time before it gets pitch black but come September there might be enough light to do something a bit more significant. Not that Fox doesn't like getting out on yummy fresh grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And September is Spring YAY!!!!!!!!!!! Which means he probably won't need any extra grass as we'll most likely be overrun. Bring on the toxin binder BOOOOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really REALLY want to be riding this Summer. Don't want to do anything fancy, just ride. Maybe get to the beach a few times, or the river. Just have fun. And at the end of Summer reassess again and see whether he would be able to start some low level dressage training again. Maybe even a wee bit of jumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long term I'm hoping the plan will go something like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August - start building muscle and fitness&lt;br /&gt;September - start riding and introduce trot work&lt;br /&gt;October - increase to longer rides with longer trot work&lt;br /&gt;November - introduce circles and maybe canter is a straight line&lt;br /&gt;December - Increase rides further, introduce light schooling&lt;br /&gt;January, February - Fun times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the ideal plan anyway and if takes longer then it takes longer. November may be to early to start circles but we'll just try and take it week by week, month by month, assessing the situation as we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to quite a number of bloggers with horses in rehab and I just want to give a massive shout out to them. The commitment and time is intense, not to mention the cost. But good on you for sticking by your horses and seeing the process through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit that the thought of giving up has crossed my mind. Putting Fox in a boarding place and forgetting about it. But I love my big crazy horse and I love the time I spend with him so this schedule is a commitment to myself and to Fox that I will see this through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-5081250242886398895?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/5081250242886398895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/08/rehab.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5081250242886398895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5081250242886398895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/08/rehab.html' title='Rehab!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2526794497668402429</id><published>2010-08-04T15:16:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T15:40:17.762+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone</title><content type='html'>Well the little fellow is gone. I said good bye to him in the morning, gave him a big hug and a face scratch and had a wee cry. In the afternoon his new owner came to pick him up. He loaded and unloaded like a champ. He settled in quickly after putting on a show for his new buddy a tiny wee hairy pony. And that's that, down to one horse again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox fretted for hours after Smurf had left. Up and down the fenceline, calling and calling. I found it quite distressing to watch so after working up the courage and writing the text three times, I asked the land owner if I could move him up with the other horses. She said no. At the time I was fuming mad but in hindsight the reason she gave me was perfectly valid, her horse is recovering from who knows what and she didn't want him running around. Then I had to go to work so I had to leave him. The land owner did after a while say she would keep an eye on him which she only had to look out her window to do, till it got dark which was only half an hour but hey that's something I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took Fox a few days to settle down properly but he seems back to normal now. It's nice being able to spend proper time with him and give him the attention he deserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's looking like crap at the moment which is awful. He's been out of work for a year now so has no muscle or top line at all, and he's skinny which makes it even worse. He's getting a ton of food and is started to look a bit better now but still not good enough. I'm also working on yet another rehab programme. And I still have to call the physio. *Sigh* so much to do. And it's raining again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2526794497668402429?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2526794497668402429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/08/gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2526794497668402429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2526794497668402429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/08/gone.html' title='Gone'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-1291978795776726175</id><published>2010-07-19T12:03:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T12:46:01.571+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Sold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/TEOf6bLEolI/AAAAAAAAARI/Rty5n7EGfE4/s1600/IMG_4240_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495411796397564498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/TEOf6bLEolI/AAAAAAAAARI/Rty5n7EGfE4/s320/IMG_4240_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;'What you looking at?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feel the love, isn't the big monster cute? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely, providing we can get Smurf over his aversion to a single float he is off to a new home in the next couple of weeks. We tried for an hour and a half on Sunday to get the little critter on the float but he wasn't having a bar of it. His owner said he has mostly been floated with other horses so facing travel by himself on a single may have been a bit daunting. But the little guy totally had our number so it may have been a people problem instead LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to have a wee cry if/when Smurf does go. He's definitely got a piece of my heart and had my situation been different I'm sure we could have been lifelong partners. His owner wants a piece of his tail to make into a bracelet and I have one of his shoes that I will scrub up for her too. I'm going to keep the other one for me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This means I may also be able to move Fox into town. I've been offered grazing at a place a few minutes up the road. This would be so awesome! The price is the same but I would have access to the local equestrian park with an all weather arena with jumps etc. Nice. But I can't go if I still have the two horses so fingers crossed that the little bugger decides he's ok with the single float.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also a couple of horses there that I could ride if I had the inclination which would be nice. Though I will start working on Fox's rehab more thoroughly again when Smurf goes. But having the option is good. I'm really craving some proper riding, I mean I love hacking but being restricted to a walk and the odd wee trot is a bit tough and being constantly worried that I'm hurting Fox sucks. I'm also really tempted when Smurf goes to start getting the odd lesson. There is a new lady who is apparently great. She has lesson horses too so wouldn't have to worry about Fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to move Fox away again for the Guy Fawkes season and probably Christmas/New Years due to the fireworks. Last year we had a ton in this area and I'm not going to risk another injury. I could move him out to where he is at the moment which would be fine or set up something temporary at my dad's place. Though the cost of buying an energiser might negate that option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other good news, I think I've found a chiropractor for Fox. He comes up from Christchurch and is hopefully due in August/September. They are getting back to me about final dates. This (we would have to travel the racecourse in Richmond for the treatment) and the possible move means I'm going to have to start on the dreaded floating issue that I have been doing my very best to avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I'm going to save up for a couple of visits from the physio to get the ball rolling. Though I do have personal issue with her (I tell you the things I've heard, it's like one of those cheesy daytime soaps) I want what is best for Fox and at the moment she is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting happenings here anyways, could be some big changes on the horizon and with the shortest day well behind us now and the weather for the most part being gorgeous, I'm feeling positive and really looking forward to some good weekends with Fox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-1291978795776726175?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/1291978795776726175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/07/sold.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/1291978795776726175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/1291978795776726175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/07/sold.html' title='Sold'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/TEOf6bLEolI/AAAAAAAAARI/Rty5n7EGfE4/s72-c/IMG_4240_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-4315592305495677040</id><published>2010-07-14T08:03:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T09:05:39.481+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Gene Ovnicek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/TDzNzC5vUoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/u3XMm3_EzoU/s1600/IMG_4356_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493491922321232514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/TDzNzC5vUoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/u3XMm3_EzoU/s320/IMG_4356_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fox and I at an unregistered Dressage day last year. My first dressage test ever. You can see how nervous Fox and I both are. I believe we got fourth, the second test I was eliminated LOL. We got best turned out though. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last night I was lucky enough to attend a seminar held by Gene Ovnicek. I did take notes but half the time I was concentrating so much I forgot LOL. If you don't know, he is the Natural Balance guy. I was a bit worries that he would be touting his products all night but he didn't. He said the main thing to take away from the night is it is the natural balance trimming style that is important, get that right and what you do or don't put on the foot with some exceptions is largely irrelevant. And everything he talked about just made so much sense, some of it I already knew but those topics were always expanded on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We covered the feral horse studies he had done, how they compared to current domestic horses and the things we put them through. The most interesting thing was that the lameness's that we are seeing now are completely different than what was going on even 50 years ago. Horses mainly travelled at slow to medium speeds in a straight line. Now horses are turning more and more circles. They aren't really built for turning in circles which is why there are so many new things cropping up. The coolest picture I saw was they put black ink on a board and rubbed the feral horses hooves on the board. What they found was that the frog took up the most ink. Some sole around the outside of the foot but barely any wall did. Fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a lot of basic anatomy which was really cool. I was fascinated at how important the check ligament at the back of the leg is and how much of a role it plays in a horses movement and the shape of their foot. If you have a short check ligament, you have a club foot, if you have a long check ligament you have a long low foot. Another interesting point was that the pairs of feet do not need to be the same. If your horse has a club foot, let it be a club foot. If you try and fix it by taking the heels down all you are doing is putting added strain on the internal structures of the foot. Same as trying to build heels in a low slung foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a lot of stuff on the breakover and the importance of the sole callous. Having a long toe means that the internal structures of the foot are put under a lot of additional strain just lifting the hoof off the ground. The sole callous is so important as that is where the point of the coffin bone is, if you weaken that, you put the coffin bone at risk of descending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned about how a large deviation at the top of the foot by the coronary band indicates a thin sole. We learned about hoof mapping to find the centre of articulation and where the coffin bone sits in the hoof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The section on mediolateral hoof balance was really interesting especially since I had just done some work on it for an assignment. Basically the traditional may of finding the M/L balance is fraught with error as it all depends on where you stand to look at the hoof. His way of finding the M/L balance is to look at how much wall there is around the sole. If there is the same amount of wall over the top of the sole all the way around, the hoof is in M/L balance. If one side is higher or lower then the hoof is not in balance. I'm so trying that with Fox today. He also emphasised how bad it is for a horse's M/L balance to be out. It compacts the coffin joint on one side and causes joint pain and difficulty moving and the horse eventually changes the position of his leg to make it more comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then showed some remedial work done on pigeon toed horses. Amazing. The traditional way of trimming a pigeon toed horse doesn't see where the proper imbalance is and therefore trims it the wrong way. His way looks at all these different points and measurements and finds out that it is actually the lateral side of the hoof the is longer and trims accordingly. And you have a happy horse who stands straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also talked a lot about how the balance of the feet affects the body. Out of balance feet often mean an out of balance body. So all this stuff got me thinking about how Fox's crazy feet have contributed to his overall going and body issues. What came first I guess is a kind of chicken or the egg kind of thing but it is definitely something I'm going to talk over with my trimmer and see if we can get Fox's feet straightened out really well. There is a workshop for farriers and trimmers today that I really hope he is going to. At the end, someone asked a question about body work that I didn't hear properly but Gene said if the feet aren't balanced you can do all the body work you like but unless you sort the feet out not much is going to change. So that's what I'm going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, you know it's cold when the fridges seems warm and your olive oil has solidified.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-4315592305495677040?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/4315592305495677040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/07/gene-ovnicek.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4315592305495677040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4315592305495677040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/07/gene-ovnicek.html' title='Gene Ovnicek'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/TDzNzC5vUoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/u3XMm3_EzoU/s72-c/IMG_4356_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2273031903396661922</id><published>2010-07-13T08:13:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T08:53:32.145+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Distorsions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/TDuAPDcTn6I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/q_LoNIYq5Qw/s1600/Fox+xc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493125166618877858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/TDuAPDcTn6I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/q_LoNIYq5Qw/s320/Fox+xc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fox and I doing the Beginners level ODE before everything went pear shaped. By the way, I didn't know how little the jumps were going to be LOL.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been mulling over this problem since I saw those photos of Fox's feet. The thing that bothers me the most is I can't tell when it all started. Has he always been like that or is there something that has happened with me that I haven't noticed? I think it was there before his accident in October as the physio mentioned that the mediolateral balance of those two feet were out in particular that back one. But she blamed it on the farrier which now I don't think is the case. Poor guy I feel a bit bad now. Not that he minded me not calling anymore cause Fox was a bit of a pain to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that makes me think it is a long term thing is that he's always been a pain with his back feet. Ever since I got him he's been giving farriers and trimmers and me grief. It was one of the things I attributed him to being a crazy horse. Now I'm not so sure and am more inclined to think that it is uncomfortable for him to lift his back legs like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I knew about horses when I got Fox but never having owned my own, I always put the difficult stuff in other people's laps. Not intentionally but it was like they told me what to feed, what gear to use, the farrier looked after the feet etc. So in a lot of ways I was totally ignorant. Which is not excusing myself for not noticing it earlier, I just genuinely wouldn't have known what to look for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my research I kind of know what is wrong and the general outcome of these types of problems which isn't particularly good depending on where in the back/pelvis the problem actually is but I have no idea how to fix it. I am very reluctant to use the physio again as after the all this research, some of the things she says just seem like rubbish. But she is a qualified physiotherapist so I could be the one that is wrong. The only other local is the above farrier that the physio thought was doing a bad job. He does some chiro stuff with the local standardbred racing horses. But I have no idea what his knowledge is like. I used him at the start of the year when he said Fox's hip was out and put it back in. So he may be worth a try. The other person isn't a therapist as such but she has a heat gun thing that detects where inflammation is. But since I kind of already know where it is it might be pointless. I could be wrong though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The really frustrating thing is I can do all the rehab I like, poles and hills and ponying him but none of it will change the fact that there is something actually wrong that this stuff just won't fix. And I guess it all boils down to money. If I had unlimited funds, I would be trying all these things just in case one of them would work. I would get his whole body x-rayed as long as it didn't require sedative LOL. But I don't. I run two horses on $80 a week which in the winter with the extra hay, doesn't stretch that far. When Smurf goes, which there is a good chance of as the lady decided the other horse was a bit green she just has to sell her current horse, it will free up a bit extra. Even if it was purely my own money, I would be making myself broke trying to sort his out but it isn't. And because the situation is no longer an emergency like it was in October, I don't get allocated anything extra. And if I could physically work extra hours I would but even the extra four I do really stretches things. I have six assignments due before the 6th of September plus all the required reading. According to my course notes I should be doing 40-50 hours study a week plus I work 20 hours a week, have a house to keep, horses and dogs to look after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But pity party over, I chose all these things so basically I just have to suck it up and deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2273031903396661922?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2273031903396661922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/07/distorsions.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2273031903396661922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2273031903396661922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/07/distorsions.html' title='Distorsions'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/TDuAPDcTn6I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/q_LoNIYq5Qw/s72-c/Fox+xc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-4750804401027524105</id><published>2010-07-10T11:41:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T12:09:04.093+12:00</updated><title type='text'>It' a Miracle!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We've had sunshine for nearly two weeks!! It's awesome. Cold but awesome. This morning at 10 when I went to take covers off the ground was still frozen solid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no buyer for Smurf but I've had a good time getting out and about with the couple of people who have come to look at him. The lady who I think would be perfect from a previous post has decided to sell her boy, so it interested again but is going to see another horse this weekend. I've got a feeling that she will prefer this other one but we will see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's been very interesting to see how Smurf reacts to different people. He really is one smart cookie despite not getting clicker training at all LOL. I gave up, not that I really needed to do it with him just wanted to see what I could get him to do. With the lady I would like him to go to he is a perfect snuggly angel. She even got him looking absolutely wonderful in the arena despite him not liking schooling very much. She has exactly the right mix of firmness and softness to keep him in line without being harsh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One of the other women who came to see him was lovely but I really think he just didn't take to her at all. He just shut down right from the beginning. And when he figured out that all she would do when he put his head down to eat was tap him on the bum with her hand it was all over LOL. He just walked all over her after that even when she tried to do ground work it was just a mess. I felt really sorry for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been riding Fox when I've taken the people out and he has been great. I don't think he is sore a the moment as he is more than happy to run and kick in the paddock. It's always a sign that he is sore when he doesn't want to do that. He doesn't seem to have any twinges along his back either. We still have the persistent funny walking. For one of my assignments I had to do a conformation study on two horses which involved filming them moving and analysing how they stand and their feet and everything. Was very interesting. When he trots his near hind swings inwards but his off hind swings more the outside. His near hind foot and off front foot are all funky. The mediolateral balance is a lot better than is used to be but the solar view is quite distorted. To my limited knowledge that is indicating a compensation for something further up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492060476592363570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/TDe358BAGDI/AAAAAAAAAQk/4MhUqpzVaYk/s320/Fox+off+front+solar_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Off Front&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492060465778333634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/TDe35TuvF8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/5y5oMVFNz1c/s320/Fox+near+hind+solar_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Near Hind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Compared to the other diagonal pair. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492060478562548306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/TDe36DWuulI/AAAAAAAAAQs/d2BcylZWtfo/s320/Fox+off+hind+solar_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Off Hind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492060464244784642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/TDe35OBG_gI/AAAAAAAAAQU/HWDblsIUCGM/s320/Fox+near+front+solar_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Near Front&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thoughts anyone?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-4750804401027524105?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/4750804401027524105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-miracle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4750804401027524105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4750804401027524105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-miracle.html' title='It&apos; a Miracle!!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/TDe358BAGDI/AAAAAAAAAQk/4MhUqpzVaYk/s72-c/Fox+off+front+solar_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-3737772729019007095</id><published>2010-06-25T16:26:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T16:32:14.814+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Cravings</title><content type='html'>I'm craving sunshine and riding Fox. Only problems are the weather won't cooperate we are getting more damn rain and my horse is still broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called the chiro, she is now on maternity leave and apparently there is no one else who does quite what she does. Bit gutted. She is going to try and see if she knows anyone else that comes this way. She is back in October so I will still keep her in mind just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another lady coming to look at Smurf sometime, another local thank goodness. It makes a big difference. Haven't worked out how I feel about the whole thing yet. A bit relieved, a bit sad and a bit anxious that he goes to the right person. He hasn't felt like my horse anytime since I've had him, I just want my Foxy back to be honest so it's probably for the best since the owner can no longer take him. I still wish she could and if I won lotto I would send him over there for her. And I never thought I would be able to say that! I guess it's Kind of like when you see an old boyfriend that you thought you would never get over. Then you see them and don't feel what you used to.  It's good and bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-3737772729019007095?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/3737772729019007095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/06/cravings.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/3737772729019007095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/3737772729019007095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/06/cravings.html' title='Cravings'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-7440584109955756916</id><published>2010-06-24T12:46:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T12:54:55.113+12:00</updated><title type='text'>For Sale</title><content type='html'>Sorry, another long break, exams suck!! But all over now, just have to wait for results :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Smurfs owner has finally decided to put him up for sale. Pretty heartwrenching decision on her part but probably the most sensible. She hasn't been able to find the work she is after as quickly as she thought so sending him over has become a bit unrealistic. So we are on the hunt for the best possible home. Both of us are going to be pretty fussy too. She is taking the initial e-mails and I get to meet the people and show them Smurf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the first one on Sunday. It ended up being a no go as she decided to stick it out with her current horse. Would have been perfect as I know her personally and she is a local. Next best one seems to be from Auckland. Very far away but looks like a fab home. Will be interesting to see how it pans out. I've never sold a horse so will be an educational experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to say, I'm looking forward to being a one horse woman again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can also cross a breastplate and girth of my wish list. Spent total of $45 on both. Yay for Trade Me! Next up is the chiro for Fox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-7440584109955756916?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/7440584109955756916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-sale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7440584109955756916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7440584109955756916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-sale.html' title='For Sale'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-1647478150350774123</id><published>2010-06-11T16:28:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T16:41:50.137+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocks!</title><content type='html'>I had the trimmer out at the weekend, he pulled the shoes that were on Smurf's fronts. he has lovely feet, far too good to ruin with shoes. Fox on the other hand is constantly unbalanced. The trimmer is certain it is coming from somewhere in his back end. Yes that old cookie again. I have e-mailed the chiropractor to see if she comes this way. Fingers crossed that she does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I showed the trimmer all Fox's muscle wastage and strange bits. His first thought was that Fox's body belongs to a much older horse. So he looked at his teeth. He reckoned Fox was about 20, not the 14 he is supposed to be. I have no idea about teeth but I have to say that the idea that Fox is older had crossed my mind before. It would make his body issues make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trimmer said he would do some research online and let me know. Sure enough, he reckoned 20 if not older. From what little I could see and what the trimmer pointed out to me, I did my own research. Yes indeed it looked like Fox was older. I was gutted. I did not want it to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day I went back to the paddock and looked at Fox's teeth again. It is a mission let me tell you to get the big guy to stand still long enough to have a good look. I took mental pictures of all the things that indicate age. Angle and shape of teeth, spots in the middle of the teeth, Galvayne's groove, everything. And I went and did more research. And I went and looked at his teeth again. My conclusion is, whilst the marks on the top of his teeth look consistent with an older horse, and initially his Galvayne's groove looks like it is at the bottom of the tooth, the shape is not triangular enough and the angle of his teeth isn't acute enough for him to be 20 and his actual Galvayne's groove only extends down a small bit of the way, a lot of what looks like the groove is actually discolouration of the tooth not the actual groove. So everything I could see was consistent with him being 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows though as I am not an expert. The dentist is due in a few months so I will ask him. I also e-mailed the old owner but I think she may be overseas at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do I have, an old horse with old age muscle wastage and arthritis or a middle aged horse with a fucked up body?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-1647478150350774123?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/1647478150350774123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/06/shocks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/1647478150350774123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/1647478150350774123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/06/shocks.html' title='Shocks!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-4082626036382026648</id><published>2010-05-28T13:08:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T13:22:54.337+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh The Drama</title><content type='html'>Still raining, we also have snow on the hills and it is bloody freezing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to check on the boys last night, purely with the intention of covering Smurf and chucking them their daily allocation of hay, that is all as I said it is bloody wet and freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pulled up to the paddocks and what did I see, a little grey horse, not where the little grey horse is supposed to be. Oh crap! Instead of being on the hill, he was in the paddock below Fox's. His paddock gate was still closed and the gate of the paddock he was in was open. So he hadn't been moved by a person. Oh crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still from a distance, I analysed his movement, looked for patches of red. Nothing. My heart was racing as I ran up the laneway that felt a million miles long. Smurf stayed on the far side of the paddock, not letting me get a closer look. Then I saw the state of the fence of his proper paddock. It had totally been destroyed, there was wire everywhere. Oh crap! There is no way he managed to get through that unhurt. On top of that, in between that fence line and the laneway and other paddocks is a ditch. The wire had been dragged completely across the ditch. What the hell had happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smurf let me get a bit closer but he was very skitterish, I eyeballed him all over. Nothing. What the hell? I waited till he had calmed a bit and ran my hands all over him. Nothing. What the hell? How on earth he got through that unscathed, I will never know! He was jumpy about me covering him, not too sure about anything. I threw him some hay and breathed a huge sigh of relief as he settled in to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to give him another thorough going over again tonight in case I missed anything. I have no idea what made him do it, did he get a fright that made him go through the fence or was he being a monkey and trying to get through the fence and gave himself a fright in the process. I guess we will never know. I am just supremely grateful that he wasn't badly injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Land owner is NOT happy. But then, I did tell her that section of fence was unelectrified and that I would like it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-4082626036382026648?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/4082626036382026648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-drama.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4082626036382026648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4082626036382026648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-drama.html' title='Oh The Drama'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-1070518162492305657</id><published>2010-05-27T16:11:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T16:30:53.410+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Horsie Wishlist</title><content type='html'>Still raining.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my current wishlist of horse related things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leather bitless bridle for Fox - his current one is crappy looking synthetic and a crossunder style that I find doesn't give a good enough release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiropractor for Fox - Another opinion on his issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddle for Fox - Since his old one doesn't fit anymore, going to be a loooong time coming though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girth for Smurf - Fox's is too big, it needs to be at the top hole on both sides to be tight enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breastplate for Smurf - Saddle slips back, planning on getting some cheap second hand gear though not new stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasp and hoof knife now I'm getting my head round trimming a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloves 3x - one for poo picking, one for trimming, one for riding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bareback pad - cause the saddle's going to be a long time coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proper equine first aid kit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now, I'm sure there's something I've left out though LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-1070518162492305657?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/1070518162492305657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/05/horsie-wishlist.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/1070518162492305657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/1070518162492305657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/05/horsie-wishlist.html' title='Horsie Wishlist'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-8471923574861424511</id><published>2010-05-26T13:24:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T13:45:28.198+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, Rain and More Rain</title><content type='html'>What gives Weather Gods?! Drought, now rain, rain and more rain. Makes life difficult I tell you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took Smurf and Fox out on Saturday when we had a bit of a break in the weather with a friend of mine. Didn't go too far but did a bit of exploring of some tracks I'd always been curious about. Unfortunately they were all dead ends. Well dead ends if you're on horse back anyway. Was really great to be getting out again. Fox was keen, ears pricked and striding out well. No sign of discomfort from his back until I went downhill. I jumped off quick smart as soon as I knew what he was telling me. He seemed fine without me though. Obviously me + bareback + downhill = not very comfy so get the hell off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to stop riding him again, as much as I want to, I do think if I can strengthen his back first it will make things a whole lot better in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a method of training called Kukkuli, which is in short:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Kikkuli Text, a horse training text dating back to 1345 BC, caused the Hittites to become a powerful Empire whose warhorses surpassed all others. Hittite horses had to march hard for 4 weeks then gallop all day in battle. . . . . In 1991 I (the Author) replicated the Kikkuli Text regime with 10 arabian horses, and this became known as the Kikkuli Experiment. The training programme set down by Kikkuli lasts for 7 months and in the Kikkuli Experiment the training regime and feeding programme were followed precisely. The methods used in the Kikkuli Text enable modern horses to be trained without injury.  One of Kikkuli's techniques was to use long periods leading the horses in their work rather than riding them. The use of long periods of leading in the first half of training strengthens horses without straining them."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kikkuli Method:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- makes much use of leading the horses at the gaits of trot, canter and gallop before subjecting them to the weight bearing and psychological stress of a rider or driver.&lt;br /&gt;- uses interval training. At no time is the horse brought to the point of fatigue, thus reducing the risk of injury.&lt;br /&gt;-allows the trainer to pinpoint the precise moment in training at which the horse has adapted physically and mentally to its training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kukkuli Experiment can be bought as a book and sounds fascinating but *sigh* books are sadly not in the budget at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I think these basic principles are worth exploring with Fox. I mean, I have the two horses and I think the outcome can only be positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this means a new rehab programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3x a week ponying from Smurf, 1 hill day, 1 longer day and one day where I will be introducing short trots to get the transitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5x a week pole work, 3 short days on the days that he gets ponied and 2 more intensive sessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many times as I can manage, massage and stretches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit of a compromise, but I really think it'll work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have to fit it around the weather!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-8471923574861424511?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/8471923574861424511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/05/rain-rain-and-more-rain.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8471923574861424511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8471923574861424511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/05/rain-rain-and-more-rain.html' title='Rain, Rain and More Rain'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2695931451785119143</id><published>2010-05-21T13:38:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T13:52:22.005+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>Well I've been given the go ahead to move the boys to a different paddock, only problem is its on a slope and apparently that's not going to be good for Fox's back.  I'm wondering if this may have contributed to his long recovery time as his previous paddock was also a slope and he would always do little slips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to there being some more grass for them, current paddock is getting very sparse! I'm also looking forward to having electric fencing again, YAY. Smurf is a nightmare with fences. It makes me very frustrated and honestly quite worried, he leans on them, goes through them, under them. Last night I found one of the fence poles has become wobbly, both horses are intact though so not sure what happened there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try and sweet talk the owner into letting me put Fox into the only flat paddock left. Fingers crossed that goes ok. Which means they will have separate paddocks which is both good and bad. It'll be nice to be able to feed them separately and Fox won't get chased anymore but on the downside, they are both used to being in with other horses. Fox tends to pace a bit when he's by himself. They'll still be able to see each other though and another horse is moving back soon too, so there'll be three of them. Which is really useful when I want to take just one out. Not sure how Smurf will go on his own, I hope he doesn't cause too much mischief! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a few more exercises to try on Fox, and really need to start poles again. I may just lead him over them instead of lunge him, we'll play that one by ear I think! I've really got to start riding again, or riding Smurf and ponying Fox, it's been a while. But I've got exams coming up and I guess they are the first priority.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2695931451785119143?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2695931451785119143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/05/moving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2695931451785119143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2695931451785119143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/05/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-1817149717902342642</id><published>2010-05-20T09:25:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T09:48:24.532+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Many Horses</title><content type='html'>Who knew that I would think two horses was too many. Not me that's for sure. I thought I would love having two horses to brush and love and ride. Well I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the cost, Smurf is a very cheap horse to run, if only Fox was that cheap then I would be having far less arguments with my boyfriend LOL. It's not the maintenance work, it only takes me 5 or so minutes more a day to do the feeding and mucking out. It's just the whole dynamic of the thing. I don't like dividing my attention, I don't like how Smurf chases Fox which means he's got a sore back again and some nice bite marks, I don't like feeling guilty about leaving one behind, I miss the one on one time I used to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I could give Smurf back tomorrow, I would. Very surprising. I am strictly a one horse woman LOL. Maybe if it was summer I might feel different or he was my only horse *sigh*. I thought about finding him a rider but that's not what his owner signed up for and I don't want anyone else working with Fox not that he's in a fit state for anyone else. I'm very torn, I want to give Smurf the best home possible while his owner is away but at the same I don't really want him there at all. And I don't feel I can give him back. I haven't even had him for a month yet which means five more to go. I'm hoping the owner calls for him sooner rather than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started a routine of massage and stretches with Fox again. I want to get that wee bit of soreness out of his back before I hop on again. If anyone knows any good exercises to strengthen where a horses back meets his butt let me know. That seems to be Fox's weak spot. I'm going to start going up the hill again with him, they were doing some logging up there so I had stopped but that all seems to be finished now. And poles which he really hates on a lunge so as soon as I can get him feeling fine I'll ride him over the poles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-1817149717902342642?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/1817149717902342642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/05/too-many-horses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/1817149717902342642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/1817149717902342642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/05/too-many-horses.html' title='Too Many Horses'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-1512846620839657400</id><published>2010-05-11T14:50:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:02:26.148+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlightenment</title><content type='html'>I've always thought that Smurf was the horse that got away, that he was my horsie soul mate. Which is why I went into such a mad panic when I saw he was for sale. But having him with me for the past few weeks has opened my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer Fox. I would much rather be out riding with Fox. I want to give Fox more scratches and give him more treats. This was so surprising for me. It's also been a huge relief. I thought that once I had Smurf, I would never want to give him up again and that I would have to really make time to be with Fox. But now, I'm more than happy to be his caretaker until his owner sends for him. I enjoy having him, cheeky monkey that he is, and enjoy our rides but most of the time I'm wishing it was Fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm riding Fox 2-3 times a week and Smurf the same. If I can get someone to come with me like I managed to last night then it benefits us all. It's going to be an interesting few months juggling both of them. Fox obviously still isn't capable of much though we are going out for longer now and have added a few wee trots. He's feeling good, keen to be getting out more even if it's only to munch some grass. But if I want to go for a blast or a long ride, I take Smurf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually looking forward to the six months being up which is so strange. I'll probably be sad to see him go but at the same time it'll be good to devote my attention all to Fox again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-1512846620839657400?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/1512846620839657400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/05/enlightenment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/1512846620839657400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/1512846620839657400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/05/enlightenment.html' title='Enlightenment'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2059965205236365087</id><published>2010-05-03T08:58:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T09:15:20.554+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times</title><content type='html'>Ok, so having two horses isn't as easy as I thought. The maintenance work isn't the problem, it's my feelings of wanting to make sure they both get the work and attention they deserve. It's tricky especially with daylight savings over. At the moment it gets light at just before 7 and is dark by 6. On the days that I work, it means not much except for feeding and mucking out and a quick groom or massage. That's ok, I'm sure they don't mind that. But I'm loving riding and I love riding them both. So I think I'm going to have to work out some kind of schedule that I feel happy with. And also rope friends into coming for rides with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been riding pretty regularly for about two weeks now and bareback is feeling pretty good now. I'm not scared anymore which is a huge relief, I like having that old confidence back! Smurf is a whole lot easier to ride bareback, his back is nice and flat with no bony bits. He's also a lot closer to the ground so even if I do fall off its more of just a slide and land on your feet. Hee hee, I did that on my first ride. So embarrassing, I tried a wee trot and totally wasn't prepared for the different way Smurf moves and just slid right off. Luckily he is nice and easy to get back on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my saddle on Smurf and oh joy it fits! Much better than it fits Fox actually. So still wanting a bareback pad as I don't want to use that saddle on Fox anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had three rides on Smurf so far, two just quick bareback rides but yesterday I went with one of the other grazers on a sweet two hour ride. The day was absolutely stunning and Smurf was looking at everything in a really curious way but he was perfect. He also has an amazing ground covering trot that took a while to get used to. I'm going to try and do a CTR very soon possibly even this months one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also ridden Fox a few times. He is feeling really good. Even though his legs still look funny, you can't feel anything different about his gait when you are riding him. And at the moment he's just stoked to be getting out and about again. Well now that he has actual grass in his paddock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I've noticed is how different their personalities are. Fox has always been a very aloof horse. He's not too bothered if he doesn't get hugs or pats as long as he's getting his food and getting out and about. Smurf on the other hand is constantly watching, constantly interacting. He's also a very cheeky wee monkey. He'll ping the fence with his nose while waiting for dinner and figured out how to get under the middle tape in a bout two seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So feeling really good right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2059965205236365087?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2059965205236365087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/05/good-times.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2059965205236365087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2059965205236365087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/05/good-times.html' title='Good Times'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2334924901352927949</id><published>2010-04-27T07:48:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T08:00:39.868+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Arrival</title><content type='html'>Smurf arrived late yesterday afternoon to lovely wind and rain. Not so fun for the horses but great for everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were running a bit late and Fox was a bit upset that I had pulled him away from his buddies and was running around and calling out. He eventually settled into grazing. It's been a while since he was in a paddock with grass worth eating. After what felt like an eternity, the float finally pulled up. Fox immediately lifted his head and called out to the new strange horse. Then he decided he needed to show off. So with his tail in the air he ran up and down showing everyone how pretty he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smurf unloaded fine and was very curious looking around and smelling all the new things. I had split the paddock in half so they could get to know each other without any fights. Smurf pranced up to the fence line and they had a wee sniff. Fox had a wee squeal and then decided to show off some more. One of the ladies who had come with the owner was like 'that's the horse with the sore leg?' Ha ha put me to shame really. Luckily Smurfs owner could see his weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contracts were signed. The owner gave me a hug with tears in her eyes. I told her I felt a bit mean but she said 'this is the best possible outcome for me, I'm really grateful.' I told her I would e-mail her as much as possible. She waved goodbye to her horse and pulled out of the drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to be properly happy as I really did feel for the poor girl. She is leaving the country tomorrow so maybe I can be happy  then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2334924901352927949?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2334924901352927949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/04/arrival.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2334924901352927949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2334924901352927949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/04/arrival.html' title='The Arrival'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-8576964703672163604</id><published>2010-04-23T16:33:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T16:35:17.616+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Days!!!</title><content type='html'>Well after my downer post yesterday, I realised that whatever happens, I can handle it. So I'm now ready to be super excited because Smurf arrives in three days. THREE DAYS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-8576964703672163604?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/8576964703672163604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/04/three-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8576964703672163604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8576964703672163604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/04/three-days.html' title='Three Days!!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-4604983473658935757</id><published>2010-04-22T12:49:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T13:55:36.151+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Drought</title><content type='html'>Large parts of New Zealand are currently locked in drought. Unfortunately one of those places is where I live. There is no grass. Anywhere. Some people have been feeding out their winter hay rations for months now. I only started feeding out a month ago but already I'm finding that the quarter of a bale Fox is getting just isn't quite cutting it. And the price of hay has gone up. Only one dollar a bale but it adds up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm thinking maybe taking on that second horse wasn't such a good idea. I've figured that with my extra hours I can budget for a bale a day for the both of them, maybe a bit more. Is that enough? Don't know, we'll have to find out I guess. And it all depends on rain. We're supposed to be getting a bit this weekend but likely it will pass us by. If we do get rain, it's still warm enough for some grass growth so fingers tightly crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we've had a good local hay season but likely by the end of winter, things will be getting tight. And I buy my hay as I need it rather than in bulk so that puts me at a disadvantage. I'm thinking that it may be a good idea to look at buying bulk next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll also probably add hemp and eezybeet to Fox's feed for the extra boost. Smurf is an easy keeper but if he needs extra then he'll get it too. I can just imagine the look on my partners face! I may end up having to work more than four extra hours a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is a clause in my lease contract that if for whatever reason, I can't keep Smurf, I can take him back to where he's been boarding. I really hope not to have to do that but I like having it there just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only four months till September, only four months till Spring, only four months till new grass. Can I do it? I really hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-4604983473658935757?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/4604983473658935757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/04/drought.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4604983473658935757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4604983473658935757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/04/drought.html' title='Drought'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-179763736555635745</id><published>2010-04-19T08:48:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T09:06:06.485+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Success!!!</title><content type='html'>I did it, I sat on my horse for the first time in I don't even know how long! We only walked a total of about 500 metres but it was nice all the same and I sat on him while he had his grazing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This experience highlighted some things very clearly. I am now a fraidy cat! I decided to ride bareback as I wanted to feel what his back was doing. If anything went wrong I wanted to pick up on it straight away and be able to get off without causing further damage. Last time I rode bareback I fell off. So the whole mounting and getting reacquainted process was rather nerve wracking for me. It felt truly horrible to be afraid of something that used to be second nature. I felt really out of place and it took a long time for me to relax properly and enjoy the experience fully. In fact I spent most of the gazing time with a tuft of mane clutched in my hand. I know, pathetic right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox is an angel. As we have swapped out a lot of our walking time for eating time, I was a bit worried that Fox would be a bit feisty. He proved me completely wrong to my great relief. He ambled around the orchard like I had ridden him yesterday. He did have one mini spook when an apple fell off a tree :eyeroll: but that was when he was eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a very old 14 year old. The number of cricks and cracks coming from his body, mostly from his right hind somewhere was highly alarming. Its not something that you really hear when you are in the paddock with him or handgrazing. But when he is moving and you are right on top of the source of the noise it becomes very clear. I have had to drop his dose of glucosamine as I'm waiting for my new order to arrive. Maybe that has something to do with it. Made me pretty sad anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a bareback pad. Even though I was only sitting on Fox for maybe 15 minutes, it was rather uncomfortable for me and if it was for me, then I imagine is was for him too. I have rather bony sit bones and I was very conscious of how they must be digging. A bareback pad will give us both a bit of padding without losing any feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But despite the negatives of this first ride, it really did make my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-179763736555635745?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/179763736555635745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/04/success.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/179763736555635745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/179763736555635745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/04/success.html' title='Success!!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-6464232423643030780</id><published>2010-04-16T13:46:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T14:12:18.407+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad bad blogger</title><content type='html'>It seems my blogging has been getting a bit inconsistent! I've just not been feeling very inspired I guess. All my writing attention is still on assignments. I've decided to aim to get my Doctorate in Clinical Psychology so I need to make sure my grades are top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter is definitely on its way, Fox is starting to puff up now. Since he is going to be mostly out of work I had decided to not cover him this year. However with the lack of grass, he's just not getting enough food to keep him warm enough. So he'll be covered and fed as much hay as I can afford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had ANOTHER accident on Tuesday. Not too serious this time but still enough to leave me a bit shaky. He's got a few cuts and numerous hairless patches after an encounter with his fence. I'm not exactly sure what happened but the bottom wire was completely broken and there were patches of hair on the wooden post. Apparently he had been running his fence line a bit and it was rainy and very windy. So whether he slid into it or got a foot caught I don't know. All I know is I think he was very very lucky not to be more damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been doing lots of work with clicker training. Standing still while grooming, head away, foot up and the coolest, I think walk and whoa. He is very in tune with his food!! He stops and starts on a dime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also did our first session over poles. I haven't got Fox targeting and moving yet so it was in a traditional lunge fashion. Fox was most unimpressed. Mainly I think because there was so much grass in the arena and all the poor guy wanted to do was stuff his face and I was making him work! He coped ok once I had got my spacing right. We started off with five flat poles, both directions at a walk. Not too much circling more on a straight line as I don't want to put any pressure on. I then put one side of the last pole up so he really had to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apart from as much time handgrazing in the orchard as I can give him, that's pretty much all we're doing. He's looking really good though and I'm thinking that he'll be ready for very light riding very soon. Maybe once or twice a week for ten or so minutes. We'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime I will have Smurf to keep me busy riding wise. He's arriving on the 28th and I'm really really looking forward to it. It's been so long since I've been on a horse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-6464232423643030780?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/6464232423643030780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/04/bad-bad-blogger.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/6464232423643030780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/6464232423643030780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/04/bad-bad-blogger.html' title='Bad bad blogger'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-4061589796489667196</id><published>2010-03-26T12:51:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T13:28:42.697+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Clicker Training and Hoof Trimming</title><content type='html'>I've recently changed farriers again! I will have to post some pics should Fox be cooperative. He's now come twice and I am very pleased with his work. The first time, Fox was a right PITA. This guy is a proper trimmer not just a farrier so he actually spent more than 10 minutes on Fox's feet. Fox was not pleased by this and played up quite a bit. The guy was fantastic though, very patient and actually thought Fox was a pretty cool horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to make my life and the trimmers life a bit easier I decided to work really hard with Fox's feet picking up. Which meant back to serious clicker training. I started Fox targeting on the hoof pick again, then standing still while I rubbed the hoof pick over him and down his legs. Then I moved onto actually picking his foot up, me cleaning it and tapping it a bit and putting it down nicely. Fox is a smart cookie and remembered all this from when I was doing it before. His front feet he is pretty much perfect now. Back legs can still be an issue sometimes but I'm thinking that has more to do pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step was to try it while he was getting his feet trimmed properly. I was a bit nervous as some people have a very low opinion of clicker training but my trimmer was perfectly happy and even helped me out so I could get the timing right. He also said there was a very noticeable difference in Fox's behaviour. With the front feet he was very very good and the trimmer said he felt really relaxed. Back feet were still a bit of a problem but Fox stood nicely instead of trying to dance around, he just pulled his feet away a couple of times. So overall I'm very pleased and will obviously continue to try and improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An update on the vet. They would want to start with nerve blocking. If you don't already know, Fox takes great exception to vets and most especially needles. There is no physical way the vet would be able to get a needle in as accurately as needed as sedation is not an option either. If you haven't read the Guy Fawkes drama from back in November, Fox cut his chest and it needed stitching. The vets comment was 'this is the most drug resistant horse I have ever met.' It took a dose of oral sedative, 2 intramuscular injections and 2 intravenous injections having pretty much nill effect before the vet decided to bring out the big guns. Ketamine and diazapam. Whilst this did finally drop him, he was barely down for long enough to stitch the wound up, maybe 7 or 8 minutes. Ketamine should have them down for at least 20. So the nice woman I spoke to is having a word with the vet who does the lameness diagnostics to see if there is any other way we could go about it. Fingers crossed he will have some ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on Smurf. I am off to see him and his owner tomorrow and go over all the details. My biggest problem right now is grazing. The owner of the current place hasn't got back to me about having another horse on the property so I'm on the lookout for somewhere new. Well I was anyway but now the pressure is on. I'm starting to think that six months might work out for the best. Having an actual horse to ride while I'm rehabbing Fox may very well save my sanity and after six months, who knows, maybe Fox will be coming right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-4061589796489667196?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/4061589796489667196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/03/clicker-training-and-hoof-trimming.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4061589796489667196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4061589796489667196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/03/clicker-training-and-hoof-trimming.html' title='Clicker Training and Hoof Trimming'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-1493583334850956607</id><published>2010-03-25T14:24:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T14:41:27.376+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Days</title><content type='html'>Well I think I've finally come to the final understanding that Fox isn't going to be good for anything other than light hacking. He is sore again. Still perky but sore. As you know, I've been aware that this is a possibility but I've been putting the final decision off for so long, thinking he's going to get better, he's going to get better. Now I think I need to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner saw him sitting down like a dog in the paddock yesterday and I know some horses do that but he's never done it. Is this a result of his weak back end? I don't know, maybe he just decided to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox was meant to be my dream horse, the horse that I started competing on, the horse that took me places. And it's all crashing down. I'm trying to stay positive but at this stage I don't even want to ride him in case I make it worse. I'm not going to stop taking him for walks and I'll still try and think in terms of rehab but I honestly think he's as good as he's ever going to get. He'll have good days when maybe it will be ok to pop on for a short ride and bad days when all I'll do is handgraze him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to call the horse vets tomorrow and find out how much scans and xrays etc would cost. No-one else seems to know what it is and this may shed some light on things.  Though I am wary of doing this for the stress factors of him being around vets and also the travelling. It's not a short trip, would be nearly an hour each way and if his hind end is really as weak as I think it is floating doesn't seem like a good idea. And what will it actually tell me? Sure it would be nice to have a diagnosis but the chances of them saying exactly what I already know are pretty high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaargh horses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-1493583334850956607?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/1493583334850956607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/03/sad-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/1493583334850956607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/1493583334850956607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/03/sad-days.html' title='Sad Days'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-1340641132911974841</id><published>2010-03-22T10:39:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T10:48:09.723+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Smurf - The next decision</title><content type='html'>Well, I've finally been in contact with the owner who thankfully remembers me from the trekking place. I'm still annoyed that they sold Smurf to her but when I was riding him they were intending to keep him and I guess the timing was right for her. She is more than happy for me to have him but the catch is she wants a lease. At first glance this works out the best for me as I haven't any money put aside for a horse as I wasn't planning on getting one any time soon. The problem is she loves him so much that there is a very strong possibility that she will want him back. She is going to Oz for 6 months minimum. So I would have him for at least that long. But she might come back or she might end up shipping him over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next question is, can I face the heartbreak when she does want him back? Will having him for 6 months be worth it? So again I am in a place of complete confusion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-1340641132911974841?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/1340641132911974841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/03/smurf-next-decision.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/1340641132911974841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/1340641132911974841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/03/smurf-next-decision.html' title='Smurf - The next decision'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-3524399992254341150</id><published>2010-03-21T07:54:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T08:13:52.003+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Horse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/S6UbgXd3XpI/AAAAAAAAAQE/pJuOl_phWW8/s1600-h/Smurf2_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450793166870896274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/S6UbgXd3XpI/AAAAAAAAAQE/pJuOl_phWW8/s320/Smurf2_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smurf - a 15.1 hh 9yo possibly QHxArab or maybe a stationbred and the horse of my dreams.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in a massive bind right now. I have just found out that my dream horse is for sale. I'm not sure I've talked about him on here before. And if I'm being honest I couldn't really say he is my dream horse, he's actually pretty much the opposite. But he is the horse I've always wanted and have continued to want even owning Fox. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rode him when I was working at a trekking place. It took a while but we really bonded and he would do things for me that he wouldn't for other people. In the end, I couldn't face him being taken off my every summer for other guides and clients to use. I would be heartbroken every time it happened. And he wasn't for sale. So I decided to get Fox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't regret getting Fox now that I've learned Smurf is for sale, after all he has been my biggest teacher. But now he is for sale and I'm pretty gutted. I'm scheming how I can get him, how I can afford another horse, how I can afford the extra time all those things. All I know is I want this horse so badly it's making me sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My wonderful boyfriend says I can get him on certain conditions. He can give me extra hours at his work which I have to do without fail and no complaining. I can't get behind in my schoolwork and I can't let the house go and I have to keep up with the renovations. These things I can do, but there are so many other things to take into account. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. The plan was in about four or five years I would get a young horse probably a purebred arab and bring it on myself as much as possible. By then Fox would be close to retiring and  it would work out perfectly. I'm so very confused right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-3524399992254341150?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/3524399992254341150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/03/dream-horse.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/3524399992254341150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/3524399992254341150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/03/dream-horse.html' title='Dream Horse'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/S6UbgXd3XpI/AAAAAAAAAQE/pJuOl_phWW8/s72-c/Smurf2_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2313216846233223316</id><published>2010-03-19T09:35:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T10:35:20.148+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Carolyn Resnick</title><content type='html'>I've been meaning to write this post for about a week now but all my creative writing juices seem to be going into my assignments at the moment. Probably the best place for them to go but I miss writing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a friend lent me the DVD of Carolyn Resnick's Waterhole Rituals. Her explanation of how she wants to train her horse and how she wants to be her horses leader match really closely with what I want. I like how her method is based on the natural interactions of horses in the wild herds she has studied. however this is also a downfall which I'll explain a bit later. Her theory is that there are certain rituals of interaction that horses follow in a herd. There is some dominance based stuff like one step called Taking Territory which involves chasing a horse off his food and keeping him away until you are ready for him to eat his food. But it is mixed with a lot of trust building and leadership defining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1 - Sharing Space&lt;br /&gt;Step 2 - Saying Hello&lt;br /&gt;Step 3 - Taking Territory&lt;br /&gt;Step 4- Leading from behind&lt;br /&gt;Step 5 - Eye Contact&lt;br /&gt;Step 6 - Magnetic connection&lt;br /&gt;Step 7 - Come up and Go trot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her website is &lt;a href="http://www.carolynresnickblog.com/"&gt;www.carolynresnickblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are slowly working through the steps. We can get to step 5 without too many difficulties but after that things kind of fall apart, so much more work is needed on those initial steps. They are fun to do and at the moment Fox seems to be willing to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While her concepts appeal to me and the methods she goes about them are generally agreeable to me, it is still too much about being the 'alpha horse'. I believe that leads to problems and still prefer the attraction based training aka clicker training so I throw a bit more of that in. The main point of me not wanting to be the 'alpha horse' is that I don't want a horse/horse relationship, I want a horse/human relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is that these two methods are pretty compatible so I'm just mixing and matching and going with what feels right. Liberty training is another thing that I like and is the same as attraction based training. You are giving the horse the option to be with you and your goals are to make him want to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yet again, another perspective. I really like the fact that I am now confident enough to say yes I like that bit of your training and that bit of another persons and no I don't like that bit and being able to melding them into something that works for Fox and I which I think is the number one goal of interacting with your horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An update on where Fox and I are in our rehab. The stiffness is mostly gone, still noticeable but only if your looking for it. We are up to half an hour hand walks which Fox is still loving. I took him up the hill behind his paddock a few days ago to start getting those butt muscles working again. I also want to start pole work but the arena is still closed grrrrrrr, apparently the ground is too hard now. But it's ok for her horse to graze on and run round like a mad thing whenever Fox and I walk past -eyeroll-. All I want to do is walk Fox over a few poles. But I knew I would have problems moving back here. The grass is almost all gone too so I'm on the lookout for another place again -sigh-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're getting there and I hope in a few weeks I will be able to have my first ride!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2313216846233223316?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2313216846233223316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/03/carolyn-resnick.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2313216846233223316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2313216846233223316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/03/carolyn-resnick.html' title='Carolyn Resnick'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-4739993245712093861</id><published>2010-03-06T23:33:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T14:10:52.372+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Horse?</title><content type='html'>I’ve just looked at the title of my blog, Life with a Crazy Horse. There’s not been much crazy going on lately. When I started this blog, I was convinced that Fox had something wrong in his head. Since then, I think a couple of things have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, my whole attitude has changed. I am no longer afraid of him. It took a while to admit to myself that I was. It was a pretty shit feeling. Now I am more assertive and no longer lose my temper. These things have made it so that when Fox does act up, then it doesn’t affect me in the same way it used too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this very prolonged rehab process, we have formed a much stronger bond. There has been a lot less of me going ‘You will do this’ and a lot more hanging out stuff. I really feel like Fox is no longer so aloof or distant. This may be just wishful thinking LOL but I’m pretty certain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more knowledge. More knowledge of learning and associations and reinforcement. How bad experiences have shaped Fox’s behaviour and how to unlearn them. Some obviously will be easier than others to unlearn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More knowledge of Fox’s history, I’ve not been told anything new, but have picked up on a few things. For example, Fox hates being wormed. As some of you who have read from the beginning may know, Fox was regularly sedated by a past owner. She would sedate him to do pretty much anything including riding. I’ve recently found out that the sedative is oral and looks a lot like a wormer tube. The association Fox now has of something that looks like that is ‘in a few minutes I’m going to feel like crap’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have more knowledge of training. Not saying that I’m a trainer by any means, just that I now know a lot more techniques for dealing with problematic behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’ve learned a whole lot that has affected Fox’s and my relationship. Sure Fox still has ‘issues’ that will need to be dealt with, float loading, worming, vets and so much more but now I have a bigger ‘tool kit’ if you like that I can use to deal with these problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-4739993245712093861?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/4739993245712093861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/03/cazy-horse.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4739993245712093861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4739993245712093861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/03/cazy-horse.html' title='Crazy Horse?'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-7536504506640870348</id><published>2010-03-05T10:43:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T11:13:02.308+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn</title><content type='html'>Autumn is here. Officially it started on March 1st but there are a few other signs. The light is changing. Autumn light around here gets a soft rich glow, especially in the mornings and evenings. The mornings are cold. Cold enough that I now wear track pants and a jersey to see Fox in the morning. Today I even had a puffer vest and merino headband on! But I am a complete wuss about the cold. But it warms up by about 9 and the days are still scorchers. Bring on the Indian Summer. We didn't really have much of a proper summer so I'm going to take all the sunshine I can get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox is still improving. We are going for daily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;handwalks&lt;/span&gt; now that take about 20 minutes. Fox is loving getting out and about, he was getting a bit impatient about being stuck in his paddock. When I started walking him on the road I noticed a slight off beat to his walk rhythm but now that seems to be back to normal with a nice even four beat. His hip, stifle and hock seem to be moving freer. Not ready for any riding yet but the exercise is probably doing me good too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it looks as if what I'm doing is working and it's just going to take time. I am still unsure of exactly how sound he is going to end up though but I'm coping with that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have really enjoyed taking photos every day (see other blog Photo of the Day) but I haven't taken as many horsey pics as I would have liked. Though I do get a bit pushed for time some days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the daylight hours slowly dropping away my time is becoming more and more precious. Study is my main priority at the moment. I want to get more consistent grades then last year. I don't want another C+. Even though that is a pass, I know for me, if I get that grade then I haven't made much effort. Fox, the dogs, photography, yoga, my part time job and the house (renovations as well as cooking, cleaning etc) all vie for the rest of my time. My partner is working insanely hard at the moment so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hardly&lt;/span&gt; get to see him. When the pressure is on, sometimes it feels like life sucks. Responsibility sucks. But when I'm able to take a step back and have a look at my life. I'm pretty happy, I'm doing all the things that I enjoy. I've got goals and ambitions to work for. What more could anyone want? (Well quite a bit actually, but it's unlikely I'm going to win Lotto anytime soon!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-7536504506640870348?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/7536504506640870348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/03/autumn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7536504506640870348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7536504506640870348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/03/autumn.html' title='Autumn'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-713826685809845813</id><published>2010-02-22T15:58:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T17:16:36.077+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation with the Enemy</title><content type='html'>Well not exactly the enemy, this woman happens to be a friend of mine who generally is a 'good person' but our views on horses couldn't be more different. I try and avoid the topic of horses when we are together but since we both have them it can get a bit tricky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happened to see her over the weekend and almost every thing she says I disagree with. Doesn't make for an easy friendship that's for sure. Bear in mind though that I used to look up to her as a horsewoman so she is quite accustomed to me drinking in all her words of wisdom. Oh my how things have changed over the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of her attitudes are everything that I think is wrong with a lot of the horse world. Again, at the very low end of the scale but I still find it incredibly hard not to rip her head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am too attached to my horse. Sure, I will concede that maybe I am a bit, but her attitude to Fox is that I should just sell him. Over my dead body. And even not then. My partner has instructions on what to do should I die before Fox does. She doesn't get attached. She could sell her horse tomorrow and not really care where it went or what happened to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. She treats horses as nothing but a commodity which is not the bad thing, it is her attitude that they are disposable. Her horse wasn't cantering properly and she couldn't fix it. Her thoughts were that he may as well be dog food. I told her that I would take him before that happened. She thought I was crazy. Thankfully her horse improved. When Fox initially hurt himself and I said how long the recovery would be, she said "but what if it takes longer?" I said "then it will take longer." "What if it takes two years?" "Then that will be how long it will take."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. She is so, so rough with a horses mouth. She tried to tell me that a horse has hardly any feeling in its mouth and that I could pull harder and harder until he did what I wanted which at the time was forcing him into a frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. She rides her horses front to back. As above she forces her horses into a frame. Her recommendations for Fox's recovery were that I start lunging him in side reins and getting him nice and round again. Um no. That when I start riding, I start forcing him into a frame again. Um no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. She ear twitches. Bad bad bad! If a horse isn't standing still enough to brush or plait etc instead of teaching it to stand still she just twitches it, neck, nose or ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. She thinks I am absolutely mental to be riding bitless. Again not the problem I'm fine with people using bits but her arguments for using a bit are a little shoddy. I made a comment that I didn't ride in a bit at all anymore and said the only time I need it by regulation is when doing dressage or showing. She was very surprised that you could use it for x country and then seemed to think that it was just a backwater NZ rule but I gladly put her straight saying no those are British Pony Club rules. She seemed quite miffed. I went on to comment that I thought it was bizarre that they let people go x country but not do dressage bitless. She got all up in arms and said "but you can't do dressage without a bit." I asked her why not. She said "because a horse needs to be on the bit and accepting the bit." I said "the term on the bit is just an expression for the outline of a horse when he is collected and yes accepting the bit. But if your horse is properly trained, he shouldn't need a bit or even reins to hold that. It is called self carriage. If your horse can't hold that frame without help he isn't properly schooled or ready for being in that deep a collection." She seemed to grudgingly accept my point. Can you imagine what her poor horse would do if she asked him to carry himself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Harsher bits are the answer to everything. Her horse has started leaning on the bit, I wonder why? Her solution - "I need a bit with more bite to it to teach him not to lean." When I was abusing poor Fox under her instruction, her answer to him not wanting to put his head in a frame was "you need a stronger bit to get him to listen." Thankfully I never took that bit of advice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. She wouldn't have let me buy Fox in the first place. Ok so this one is personal! I did everything right when buying him, I asked a million questions, rode him, had him on trial, got several experienced horse people to have a look at him. How was I to know that the seller had basically lied to me. And she seems to forget that the first time she saw him, she approved of him also. The injuries Fox has had could have happened to any horse I bought, we're just having a really bad run at the moment. And knowing her track record with behaviour problems it is highly unlikely that she would have noticed Fox's. And you know what, I would probably bought him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is everything I don't want to be in a horse person. I guess in that regard I have her to thank for giving me such a strong role model of what not to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-713826685809845813?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/713826685809845813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/02/conversation-with-enemy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/713826685809845813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/713826685809845813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/02/conversation-with-enemy.html' title='Conversation with the Enemy'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-5654231788197207947</id><published>2010-02-20T13:30:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T13:34:14.656+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Verbal Diarrhea</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; had it yesterday! It's the times when there are so many thoughts swirling around in your head and they need to come out somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading it today I think I was trying to make four points. Though the way I did was almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;incoherent&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I want to train ethically&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to be Fox's leader but not dominate him&lt;br /&gt;2. I think that play is important for horses&lt;br /&gt;4. I want to introduce play into the relationship that Fox and I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! Much clearer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-5654231788197207947?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/5654231788197207947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/02/verbal-diarrhea.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5654231788197207947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5654231788197207947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/02/verbal-diarrhea.html' title='Verbal Diarrhea'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-6716313020286631849</id><published>2010-02-19T09:20:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T09:52:34.330+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Horses and Play</title><content type='html'>These are just some thoughts that have been going round and round in my poor little brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of my training, my number one priority is for it to be ethical. My standards of ethical, which are probably different than other peoples but by no means at the extreme end of the scale. Also, that is not meant as a judgement. On some people and their forms of training definitely. Rollkur anyone? But on your average person no. I just want to do things differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my horse to enjoy what he does. I want to feel that he has a choice. I want to be his leader but I don't want to dominate him. When I say I want him to have a choice, I want to be able to ask my horse to do something and him want to do it. This is a huge distinction in my mind from telling and forcing a horse to do something. I'm sure a lot of people will read this and laugh and think I'm out of my mind. That's cool. But I really hope that there are some that think along the same lines as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me back to horses and play. In a wild setting I am unsure how much time a herd would have to play seeing that they're busy surviving and all. I'm not going to glamorise wild horses, they have a rough hard life that I'm sure most of our domestic horses given the choice would refuse. However foals play even in the wild and I know for sure horses kept in a herd out at pasture will play. The sight of horses running and bucking just for the pleasure of it is one that always gives me a big grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is important for every horse to experience play and to experience it with their human too if possible. So much of the interaction between human and horse is purpose driven. I feel very sad for the horses who live boxed 24/7 with hardly any contact with other horses. The ones that are pulled out and worked like machines and put away. This is the complete opposite of how a horse is designed by nature to live. There is no spontaneity, no play. I do think that people are becoming more aware of this though and there has been a definite change. More and more people are just hanging with their horses. There are more and more trainers who are advocates of play and fun with your horse. So I'm having a look at what I do with Fox and seeing what I can change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-6716313020286631849?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/6716313020286631849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/02/horses-and-play.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/6716313020286631849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/6716313020286631849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/02/horses-and-play.html' title='Horses and Play'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-4558342930291584577</id><published>2010-02-17T11:28:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T11:34:58.762+13:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>I've started a new blog. It is a photography blog to help me start taking more photos again. Photography is another passion of mine and I'm hoping to hone my skills enough to start making a bit of extra pocket money. We all know how expensive horses are!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go on over and check it out. There will be lots of horsey pics and it would be great to get your feed back and constructive criticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.crazyhorse-photooftheday.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-4558342930291584577?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/4558342930291584577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4558342930291584577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4558342930291584577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-743013935418595060</id><published>2010-02-16T10:08:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T10:31:16.483+13:00</updated><title type='text'>All Fixed</title><content type='html'>I've just had the guy out to sort Fox's stifle out. Went very well and I'm super pleased. Initially Fox danced around a wee bit and was very reactive when the guy found his sore spot. Which incidentally wasn't the stifle but just above at the point of his hip. He said it wasn't in it's socket properly and felt mushy around it. Which is consistent with Fox's very first accident when he crashed onto his left side popping that side out of place. The physio had said all that but not noticed or treated the out of joint hip. Fox stood like an angel when the guy got down to business. His leg got lifted up and kind of popped. Really hard to explain but it put the joint back into it's socket properly. Fox had no reaction to pressure around the area afterwards so hopefully all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's on Ruta (homeopathic remedy) for four days which will help with all the strain of his tendons and ligaments being in a different place all of a sudden. No work for a few days till the joint and surrounding tissue settles back into itself then light strengthening work on the ground is all good. I have to keep an eye on it to make sure it stays in place but fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the energy healing, whilst the place she said wasn't exactly right it was pretty damn close. This lady is still learning which is why I'm getting the treatment cheap, Fox is her guinea pig. I feel like I'm in a tricky position, part of me really wants to believe and I do have evidence that something is going on. First of all was the relaxation of Fox's back end which let us find his sore point. Second is the fact that after the second lot of treatment, Fox let me pick up and hold his foot up with no problem at all. This is significant because that doesn't normally happen and I've been trying to decide if the reason he doesn't like his feet being picked up is because of pain or behavioural issues. What ever she did changed something. And lastly Fox loves it. All it looks like she is doing is standing there with her hand on various parts of his body but Fox relaxes completely, and has lots of releases in the form of yawning and licking and chewing. But part of me I guess is still a sceptic and I'm having a hard time attributing these things to the energy healing. Really it can't be anything else, I haven't done anything different apart from this but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next few days I will see how Fox improves and work out a new rehab schedule. Will include a lot more ground work I think and lots more handwalking before I get on again. But feeling good again, and Fox is a happy chappy so that's awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-743013935418595060?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/743013935418595060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-fixed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/743013935418595060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/743013935418595060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-fixed.html' title='All Fixed'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-3306222387190981375</id><published>2010-02-12T14:32:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T14:40:42.642+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black Dog</title><content type='html'>It has found me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being so high after the healers visit, I've just sunk down into worry and stress and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved Fox and his paddock mate Al to some new grass last night. Normally Fox likes to have a good run round when he gets somewhere new and this paddock is lovely and big. He tried, he tried his little heart out but it is obviously hurting. He tried to canter and have a few bucks but he obviously couldn't. In the end he settled for a wonderful extended trot before settling down rather quickly to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's tracking up fine, there is no head bobbing lame, no heat, no swelling. He's just really really stiff. I'm hoping the Devils Claw will start making a difference and I will be bringing him some willow branches to munch on too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking all the same old thoughts again. What if it isn't fixable? What if I won't be able to ride him again? Will I have to retire him at the tender age of 14?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the guy coming on Monday can't sort it out, I have a few more people I can try but I just want him to be better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-3306222387190981375?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/3306222387190981375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/02/black-dog.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/3306222387190981375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/3306222387190981375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/02/black-dog.html' title='The Black Dog'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-5116221048158208409</id><published>2010-02-10T13:30:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:52:04.423+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy Healing</title><content type='html'>Well I decided to go a completely different direction and try an energy healer. She is really nice and puts up with me bombarding her with a million questions. So far she has seen Fox last Friday and will see him again Saturday and Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did healing on a number of Fox's old injuries, namely his eye with the corneal scarring and his rump where his two line of scar tissue are. He also had energy blocks. Twelve in fact which is many as a horse can have! Most of them seemed to be around his hind end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing she picked up on was a problem with his right stifle. Now I have mentioned before he looked stiff but couldn't really tell where the stiffness was coming from. The next day, it looked like his whole back end had loosened up, the difference was amazing and there it was, a really stiff right stifle. So he's back to handwalking and back on the herbal Free Mover blend, which I'm thinking I should have done a bit earlier. I now have someone coming out to check the stifle on Tuesday. Hopefully my partner doesn't notice the money disappearing from the bank account LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also said his saddle doesn't fit very well so not sure where I'm going to go with that. I may just invest in a good bareback pad for now and deal with saddle issues later. I haven't ridden bareback proper since I fell off last time. It might be time to deal with that too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm starting to get a bit more positive about our future. Once we have this stifle thing figured out I can once again rejig my rehab program. I'm expecting a very long rehab process to make sure everything is all good before taking it to the next level. It's a bit two steps forward one step back kind of thing at the moment but we actually seem to be making progress now YAY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-5116221048158208409?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/5116221048158208409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/02/energy-healing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5116221048158208409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5116221048158208409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/02/energy-healing.html' title='Energy Healing'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2072346380178354148</id><published>2010-02-04T15:06:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T15:44:27.681+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Training</title><content type='html'>Well this blog was supposed to be about training and I've written bugger all over the last while. But now that I'm on a roll, (been out for a ride for 3 days in a row, yay me!) I think it's time to get back to training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my initial burst at clicker training, I let it fall by the wayside. Not because it wasn't working but because pretty much all I was doing with Fox was feeding him, mucking out the paddock and giving him a quick massage. This took all of half an hour. Now that I'm back up to being there for at least an hour and a half, it's time to get serious again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to use clicker training to get Fox picking his feet up better. Riding has meant more hoof picking out which Fox isn't happy about. Still not entirely sure how to do it with his back feet by myself though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll also use clicker training to allow touching all over. There are still some sensitive spots that need working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to find a stethoscope so I can get Fox used to them. I am wanting to do a CTR some time this year and the vet check involves stethoscopes. So clicker training will be used for this as well. Though there will still be some doubt about his reaction to an actual vet which I can't do too much about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Fox on a float is still the big one in my mind. Now that I know a way that works I'm thinking of hiring a float for a weekend every few weeks. First day will be just practice, no going anywhere unless he decides to get in then we might go for a drive around the block. Next day, hopefully the preparation the day before will allow a relatively quick entry. Then we will go places. Hopefully it won't take too long before he's ok without the practice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my weekly schedule is hopefully going to go something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage one: While Fox is still building his strength and fitness 4x a week 20-30 minute hack at a walk, 1x groundwork and full massage and anything like trimming that needs doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage two: After his fitness increases and he remains sound we will build up the rides to 3x 40 minutes to an hour hacks with a wee bit of trotting and some hills to get his butt working, 1x 1-2 hour hack just walking maybe hills, 1x goundwork etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the arena has been cut for hay, (yes we have a grass arena) I would also like to introduce some pole work, also for his butt. This should hopefully coincide with moving on to the second stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently leaving stage two very flexible and stage three hasn't even been contemplated though I don have some goals for this year. We will just see how Fox's soundness goes. His legs are good, still up and down but never up past a certain point. The cold hosing makes no difference any more so that is once again out. He isn't clicking at the moment which is a sign that his DJD is under control and his back is looking good. He has no signs of discomfort and is very happy to be getting out and about again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still umming and ahhing over an ultrasound. The fact is, there may not have even been that much damage there in the first place. Fox was completely sound soo quickly. I have been comparing his recovery to the likes of Andrea and Go-go and it happened a lot quicker. But there is still the niggling feeling that I just want to KNOW that everything is ok. Another point that was brought up by a doctor was the fallibility of ultrasounds. I could get one and it wouldn't answer any questions I had. So part of me is thinking I must be a bad horse owner for not doing everything under my power to make sure he is ok and the other part is very conscious of the financial aspect of things. I admit, it's been a bit tight but this ultrasound has been the only thing that Fox has missed out on so I'm trying not to beat myself up about it too much. And things are looking up so we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2072346380178354148?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2072346380178354148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-to-training.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2072346380178354148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2072346380178354148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-to-training.html' title='Back to Training'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-6076189963212943416</id><published>2010-01-29T11:19:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:28:18.695+13:00</updated><title type='text'>F*&amp;%*&amp;^ Bastards</title><content type='html'>Fox and I had a really nice walk out last night. Apart from trying to steal apples off the trees he was an absolute angel. My day was ruined however by this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 dogs were massacred at a farm in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Northland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nzherald.co.nz/nz/news/article.cfm?c_id=1&amp;amp;objectid=10622842"&gt;http://www.nzherald.co.nz/nz/news/article.cfm?c_id=1&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;objectid&lt;/span&gt;=10622842&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nzherald.co.nz/nz/news/article.cfm?c_id=1&amp;amp;objectid=10622729"&gt;http://www.nzherald.co.nz/nz/news/article.cfm?c_id=1&amp;amp;objectid=10622729&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: there are some graphic photos so don't look if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I would like to say, I have no problem with a well placed bullet being used as a form of humane euthanasia. Obviously not my preferred method but when done right it is quick and painless. This was a fucking slaughter! The poor SPCA inspectors who had to go and deal with this were interviewed last night on TV. One of them looked like she was about to have a melt down but she held it together, brave woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why the guy signed his dogs over, why he had so many though apparently they were all in good condition but I do know the method used to kill the dogs was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; inhumane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-6076189963212943416?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/6076189963212943416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/01/f-bastards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/6076189963212943416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/6076189963212943416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/01/f-bastards.html' title='F*&amp;%*&amp;^ Bastards'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-7668008732060063646</id><published>2010-01-28T13:15:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T13:40:40.448+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Started</title><content type='html'>Why is it that getting started again is the hardest part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been riding regularly since probably July. I can't believe I only just realised this. That is over half a year! Fox had a couple of months off over winter while I concentrated on study. I got back into it for a month or two but it was only a couple of rides a week. Then Fox had his accidents in October/November. Now here I am in January, with most of Summer (what we actually had of it) behind me. After last weeks post, I still can't get my A into G and get out there and do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a million things that seem to have taken priority over riding. None of them, except walking the dogs, are as much fun and even they have been neglected a bit. When did boring life take over? I can't remember the last time I did something fun, just for me, the last time I did any yoga or took the dogs out without any time constraints. I firmly believe that I was put on this earth to have a good time. Not to work endless hours or to do endless hours renovating or doing housework. Sure, these things need to be done to facilitate fun but they are not what life should be about. I'm pissed off that I let it get this way and pissed off that it took me so long to realise what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding used to be something that my happiness hinged on. If I went for too long without riding I would get cranky and my boy friend would send me away for a few hours with strict instructions to ride. What the hell happened to that!? I am beyond frustrated at myself. So tonight Fox and I are going for a walk. Just a handwalk, nothing special but I need to make a start. I need to start making time for riding. And actually all the other things I enjoy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is here to be lived, and all I'm doing at the moment is existing. Not good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-7668008732060063646?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/7668008732060063646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/01/getting-started.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7668008732060063646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7668008732060063646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/01/getting-started.html' title='Getting Started'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-4017770964241562041</id><published>2010-01-22T09:35:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T09:44:40.103+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Tattoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;الريح من السماء هي التي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;كمات بين الحصان وآذان&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is going to be my first tattoo. It is an Arabic proverb that says 'The wind of heaven is that which blows between a horse's ears.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love the characters of Arabic. Looks much better than getting it written in English. My other choice was 'My treasures do not clink together or glitter, they gleam in the sun and neigh in the night.' It was a bit too long and didn't have quite the same feeling with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My next decision is where to actually put it. At the moment I'm leaning towards it being just under one of my shoulder blades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have a few ideas for a couple more but this is going to be the starting point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-4017770964241562041?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/4017770964241562041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/01/tattoo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4017770964241562041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4017770964241562041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/01/tattoo.html' title='Tattoo'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-8298573630445921447</id><published>2010-01-21T15:42:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T16:04:14.898+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Cotton Wool</title><content type='html'>Ha this is my fiftieth post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to just get out there and do it. After this weekend, my social and academic calendar slow down for a bit and in a week or so, my work may slow down too. Bills should all be paid this week which leaves money free for Fox's physio, yay! So next week it is all on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a horse who is sound at the moment, why am I not riding him? Time is not an excuse though I have been incredibly busy. In the past I have always made time. My theory is it's the Cotton Wool Factor. Fox's legs, DJD, chest wound and back/pelvis have all hammered my belief in my strong seemingly untouchable boy. Sure he was crazy, but his body has always been sound. Now I want to protect him, coddle him, make sure nothing bad happens to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's rubbish really. It's time to get over myself. Fox likes getting out and about just as much as I do. It's probably doing more harm than good having him sitting in the paddock doing nothing. Sure he has a few creaks, but he isn't sore, I am 100% certain his legs now look the same as they always have, whether that is good or bad, his chest has healed up really well. I have no more excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure we might not be able to do amazing schooling or flying over jumps, but we sure can go for some nice rides. Keep it slow and steady. Start having some fun again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-8298573630445921447?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/8298573630445921447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/01/cotton-wool.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8298573630445921447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8298573630445921447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/01/cotton-wool.html' title='Cotton Wool'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-5993158418041237699</id><published>2010-01-15T11:36:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T11:36:43.227+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonding and Sunscreen</title><content type='html'>Fox isn’t getting ridden again, his back is a bit sore and there are some slide marks in the paddock which has been a bit of a slippery mess. So instead of riding, I have taken the opportunity to do a bit of bonding. I sit and eat in his paddock. Fox comes and grazes beside me. It is very relaxing and peaceful until the sand flies find out where I am. I have also been finding his itchy spots. I spent ten minutes the other day giving him a good old wither scratch which he showed his appreciation by trying to groom me! Not the most comfortable experience! He’s also been getting his back massaged every day. I am hoping that he will come right so I can go for a quick ride this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been using clicker training to get Fox to let me put sunscreen on his nose. It is slowly working though I’m having to use more pressure than perhaps I should. It’s something that needs doing so I’ve got to get it done. What is most noticeable to me is how much less fear and frustration I feel using this method. Before, I would have got angry with Fox’s non compliance and frightened when Fox got all big. This way there is no fear, and just laughter at his antics. This alone is a great feeling plus the added bonus that the sunscreen actually goes on Fox’s nose as opposed to on me or the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected bills mean I haven’t been able to get the physio out again for the saddle fitting and check over. Fox’s legs are still a conundrum. They are up and down, up and down. They seem to be best on cool mornings so I am going to start cold hosing again. I stopped as it didn’t seem to be doing anything and it doesn’t actually help lymphatic congestion but if there is a correlation between cool and no swelling then maybe it’s worth a go. He’ll also get his Back on Track boots on again now that all his chafing has cleared up. They have taken an absolute hammering, the little hole in the boot that happened on Guy Fawkes has spread despite me taping it. Lucking it is only on bit where the Velcro straps fasten too. There are also holes on the inside of each boot where Fox must rub together when he walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I’m really wanting to find out is his long term prognosis. What impact will this have on his legs? To me, they look the same as they did before the injury. He is perfectly sound, tracking up well and more than happy to have a hoon in his paddock. The next step may have to be an ultrasound which may or may not tell me anything. This involves convincing my partner that the expense is necessary. In emergencies, he is ok with forking out money but this isn’t really an emergency situation and may in fact be totally useless. This combined with his DJD may mean he might only be suitable for hacking. No serious schooling and no jumping. I’m not sure how I feel about that at the moment. At the moment I just want to ride for longer than 20 minutes and go faster than a walk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-5993158418041237699?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/5993158418041237699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/01/bonding-and-sunscreen.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5993158418041237699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5993158418041237699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2010/01/bonding-and-sunscreen.html' title='Bonding and Sunscreen'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-4244020709227788282</id><published>2009-12-24T09:14:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T09:29:37.955+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a happy and safe holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am unbelievably busy at the moment so poor Fox is being a bit neglected. I haven't started anything new training wise but I have been going over the stuff we've already done for a few minutes each day. Fox is keen as ever for treats but I think I'm going to have to come up with a new delivery method as he seems to have a bit of trouble differentiating from treats and fingers. Putting the food in a bucket works for some things but not others so we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a strange Christmas this year. My dad is unwell so won't be able to make it which is very sad. We're all just hoping he will be right by his wedding on the 28th!! Family are all scattered no one can be in the same place at the same time but I'm hoping we'll manage to see everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-4244020709227788282?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/4244020709227788282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4244020709227788282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4244020709227788282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-39023786586855776</id><published>2009-12-18T16:53:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T17:07:53.365+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Session</title><content type='html'>After Fox did so well during the first session, I decided to work on grooming at liberty. I got him to target my hand a few times which he remembered then his nice green brush. He cottoned on pretty quick. I raised the brush up to his neck, he stood so I reinforced. As I moved down his body giving him a nice groom his head kept peering round trying to find more treats &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. He only got the reinforcement when he was standing calmly facing forwards though. We had great success. I was able to groom him all over on both sides at liberty with no sign of Fox wanting to move away. Best of all we got all kinds of lip smacking, chewing and yawning for which he got lots of reinforcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have problems picking up Fox's feet, I thought I would have a crack at training him to get better at this. I gently ran my hand down his leg and asked him to lift his front leg. I got a shift in weight, so I reinforced. I asked again, the leg came up so I reinforced. I put the leg down and asked a couple more times before Fox was very willingly lifting his foot up. It was great. The best part was once when I had let go he kept holding his leg up by himself looking for treats. Much hilarity ensued, cheeky monkey. I tried the other leg and Fox straight away lifted his leg up and started contorting himself into odd shapes to get the treat. At one point his head was upside down right down between his front hooves. Is there such a thing as being too motivated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling really positive about this. I've only done two sessions and already we've made so much progress. This way of training is also heaps of fun. There is no frustration or anger just lots of smiling and laughing. Next session I think we'll try targeting a moving thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-39023786586855776?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/39023786586855776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/12/second-session.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/39023786586855776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/39023786586855776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/12/second-session.html' title='Second Session'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-8824285654111129055</id><published>2009-12-17T10:22:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:36:54.780+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Experimenting</title><content type='html'>Last night I had a quick go at using some clicker training. I got Fox targeting his food bucket with no trouble LOL. So he touched the bucket, I clicked and dropped treats into it. We did it side to side, high, low, all over the place. I guess because that is something that Fox associates with good things already it was easy for him to make the connection. I tried a bit of getting him to target my hand, I probably should have gone to the car and got something else but never mind. It took a bit longer to associate touching the hand with getting treats. When he touched my hand, I clicked and dropped food in his bucket. Before he got his feed I also made him target my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our handwalk yesterday was not particularly pleasant. Fox kept wanting to eat. He would take a couple of steps then try and eat, a couple of steps and try and eat. It got very frustrating so tonight we're walking on the road! He was a lot calmer though so maybe this weekend I might brave a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I have noticed is that Fox isn't particularly keen on being with me while I'm grooming or even massaging. He tries to pull back, stamps his feet and generally looks a bit pissed. Before, I passed it off as impatience but after reading all that stuff yesterday, it took on a new meaning. I think I will try some work at liberty using the clicker training and getting him wanting to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really missing the long hacks we used to go on at the moment. Not the schooling or the jumping, just the nice relaxed walks we used to go on. Those times are the times of the most peace and happiness. When the joy seems to radiate from your soul. I know, that's a bit sappy but it's the best way I can think to describe it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-8824285654111129055?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/8824285654111129055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/12/experimenting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8824285654111129055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8824285654111129055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/12/experimenting.html' title='Experimenting'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-7793719545055985241</id><published>2009-12-16T15:35:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T16:09:20.720+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting times</title><content type='html'>First of all, I think I've found a new resource. After doing my Psychology paper learning about conditioning and learning and my Canine Behaviour paper with an assignment on positive reinforcement, I have been wondering how this would fit with training a horse. This site has all the answers and links to many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://paintinghorse.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://paintinghorse.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Kim at Enlightened Horsemanship for the link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stories Cheryl has about her horse DaVinci, whilst more extreme than Fox, follow along a very similar path. The fear, the hyperreaction to pressure, the dislike of certain places being touched and certain actions. This also would explain why our float loading was successful. Ok, I wasn't using clicker training as such but I was using asking, letting Fox make his own decision and positive reinforcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously I've been put off the thought of clicker training by the clicker itself. I am not that coordinated at the best of times so adding a clicker into the mix of interactions was bound to be a disaster. However, Cheryl mentions she uses mouth clicking. That I can do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I will experiment with the Something Wonderful concept tonight, see if Fox gets it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox has been moved back to where his old buddy is. The reaction to seeing Al for the first time was priceless and totally validated my decision to move back. His ears pricked, his eyes focused and he let out a soft whicker. They had a wonderful time saying hi to each other after their long separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, the evening was fine for a change so I decided I would have a quick bareback ride.  I gave Fox a quick groom and massage, put his bitless bridle on and prepared to mount. He was very impatient and wouldn't stand still, I eventually managed to get my leg over and settle in. He seemed very eager to go but when we were going past Al's paddock he got 'stuck'. He seemed nervous of something ahead but it may have been him acting slightly herdbound. I urged him on a bit and he walked a few more steps before spinning, bucking and running back towards his paddock. And I stayed on. Self preservation can make the body do wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would have another go. This time I just let him work through his fear of the spot and he walked off on his own accord. But a bit further down, he took exception to something else and we had a repeat performance. This time I didn't stick. I think I am a good lander, so no injuries. Gave my head a bit of a whack which means a new helmet is on the list of horse related things I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I didn't get back on. We went for a nice handwalk instead LOL. Fox remained 10 foot tall but he remained calm and there were no antics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, winter had returned so I only went to feed. Fox was in a mood, maybe the cold air and rain had refreshed him. He was running and kicking and bucking like a lunatic. He seemed to be having a great time. It was fun to watch until I went to feed him and some of those kicked seemed to be aimed more than coincidentally in my direction. Not close by any means but definitely some direction. Not sure what that was about so I made him back right off. Once he was calmish he got his food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a horse who is full of beans that I am reluctant to ride with a saddle and now ride at all. Lunging is not a good idea for his pelvis or leg so it will be handwalking. Lots of it until we get some sanity back. I mean it's nice to know he's feeling good again after so long being depressed but sanity is better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-7793719545055985241?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/7793719545055985241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/12/interesting-times.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7793719545055985241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7793719545055985241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/12/interesting-times.html' title='Interesting times'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-5338091679709196679</id><published>2009-12-13T20:10:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:17:16.721+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Me</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of posts, I've been flat out trying to keep up with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox and I have continued to have short gentle bareback rides. We will have the saddle fitter out next week to make sure everything is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; before I start riding with the saddle again. My seat is improving again thank goodness. I was a worried for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox's chest is healing really well, there is going to be a mother of a scar though. Lucky he's not a show horse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox's tendons are up and down still but still on the way down. He can't wear his boots at the moment because they have given him a bit of chafe after getting wet in the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-5338091679709196679?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/5338091679709196679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/12/bad-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5338091679709196679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5338091679709196679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/12/bad-me.html' title='Bad Me'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2521989215233795823</id><published>2009-12-04T16:42:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T16:49:15.779+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Results</title><content type='html'>Got my final results back today. I'm so happy, two A-'s, four B's and a C+!!&lt;br /&gt;Which means I have achieved the B average I need. Have to keep it up for two more years though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox has settled in well. Already he's eating his hard feed again with his normal gusto and generally looking chilled and happy. The swelling has been up and down but still on a downward trend which is good. He looked a bit stiff through his pelvis yesterday so I gave him a good massage that seems to have helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to doing some more riding but the weather gods have not been kind. Where oh where has Summer got to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely unrelated note, I am shaving my head tomorrow for the Child Cancer Foundation so if anyone is keen to donate let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2521989215233795823?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2521989215233795823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/12/final-results.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2521989215233795823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2521989215233795823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/12/final-results.html' title='Final Results'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-4688750491552237167</id><published>2009-11-30T13:14:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:16:23.316+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Again!</title><content type='html'>Back to the old place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty nervous about the move or more particularly, getting Fox into the float. My wonderful boyfriend once again gave me a hand. Well he didn’t do a huge amount, he helped me hook up the float to the ute and then mostly just sat in the ute. He did come out on the odd occasion to give me a hand though. He’s also my driver as I’m still learning how to tow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two and a half hours later after trying every method I had found in my trawling through the internet, we had gotten Fox mostly in a couple of times. We decided to call it a day. Despite not having an ‘outcome’ as it were, we had actually made a huge amount of progress. I had discovered what doesn’t work. Anything that involves ropes, whips (including the Andrew McClean tap tap method) and pressure of any form. Pressure on his head causes head throwing up, fast reversing and half rears. Pressure from behind causes panic, so too does anything to do with a whip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does work is the in out method encouraged by carrot treats. Fox stays relaxed and calm (so do I for that matter). He isn’t frightened because I’m not trying to force him in, I’m asking him to come in. I know some people disagree with the use of treats but I’m of the mind that whatever works – use it. I also discovered a kind of pressure that Fox is ok with. It’s a very light tug tug tug on the leadrope. As soon as the pressure becomes constant, his eyes start to roll and his head goes up. But the tug tug tug works. So in light of this new found knowledge we decided to try again the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we decided to work with Fox for half an hour then put him away and try again in the afternoon due to the All Blacks vs France game that started at 8.30 my boyfriend wanted to watch. At 8.15 after 15-20 minutes of work, Fox walked calmly onto the float all in one go. I looked at my bf, he looked back at me. I said, ‘sorry but we have to go. I can’t guarantee he’ll go on again.’ He sighed, did up the bum bar and the back and off we went. Fox travelled really well but at the other end a bit keen to get off the float. He waited until I had given him a back signal and then charged off. So obviously lots of work still needed but I felt really proud of what we had accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I mention how great my bf is? He missed half of his rugby to help me xxx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-4688750491552237167?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/4688750491552237167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/11/moving-again.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4688750491552237167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4688750491552237167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/11/moving-again.html' title='Moving Again!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-6217992267890555276</id><published>2009-11-27T15:54:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:16:35.860+13:00</updated><title type='text'>First Ride Whoot!</title><content type='html'>On a whim, I decided to have my first ride on Fox last night. I got out my long unused helmet, bitless bridle and boots. Fox was a bit fussy with the bridle, tossing his head around. I led him into the arena and over to the mounting block. I slid my leg over his back expecting at least a sidle but he stood still as a rock until I asked him to move off. I don't know what I was expecting but definitely something more dramatic than what actually happened. Fox was totally relaxed, his eyes were soft and he strode out with no encouragement. We tootled around on the buckle a couple of times on both reins then over some poles set up along the centre line. Nothing much, took about 5 minutes but it was such an amazing feeling. Feeling the warmth and the movement. The power underneath me. Wow I've missed riding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am not in any kind of riding shape. My back feels tight, my hips feel closed and my legs high. It's going to take quite a bit of work for me to come right again I think. I will start adding some hip opening yoga poses to my workouts which should hopefully help and really focus on relaxation when I'm riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, a friend of mine that I used to think knew everything about horses is having problems with her horse. We have had a serious parting of ways in terms of horses once I started getting my shit together. The first thing is her horse is stumbling a lot. The first thing I notice when I look at him is how long his toes are. Try to mention this to her and she doesn't listen at all just starts on about how good her farrier is. Um, well he isn't. Shortening those toes will do a whole lot to help. Second thing is he moves really strangely. Like his back end isn't working quite right. He isn't lame or sore but his movement is definitely odd. Try and tell her and she doesn't listen, she used to work at a top level dressage barn in the UK, she has ridden more horses than me, she knows more than me, he is fine blah, blah blah. Someone else said the same thing and was shut down as well. Whatever. Now her horse has started chasing her. She thinks he is being playful. Right. Should I tell her what I would do? It involves a big stick and giving him a good whack and chasing him instead. Maybe I should let horsie have a bit more fun first LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-6217992267890555276?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/6217992267890555276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-ride-whoot.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/6217992267890555276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/6217992267890555276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-ride-whoot.html' title='First Ride Whoot!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-5397023253378116094</id><published>2009-11-23T21:43:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:53:03.430+13:00</updated><title type='text'>New Horse</title><content type='html'>Well not really. But Fox has finally started to cheer up. His coat has got a bit of its shine back and his movement is fantastic! He is still off his feed so I'm going to try and get some funugreek which apparently helps. It is such a huge change from Saturday when he looked old and tired and sad. It was really worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news, farrier agreed that barefoot is the best thing for him at the moment. If he does get worse there are some fancy schmancy pad things that work with the digital cushion to improve circulation but they are quite expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even better news, Fox has been cleared for light work! Yay! The filling in all four legs has really gone down in the last couple of days. Not sure what it is, the increased movement, the homeopathics, the equissage machine or a combination but whatever it is it's working.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-5397023253378116094?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/5397023253378116094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-horse.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5397023253378116094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5397023253378116094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-horse.html' title='New Horse'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-8739625979048272057</id><published>2009-11-21T21:11:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T21:21:30.092+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Feet Quandry</title><content type='html'>The physio came out today again. She is starting to lean towards the notion that a lot of the swelling especially in three of the legs is lymphatic congestion and maybe some of the swelling in the injured leg is the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing she had to say today was that she would like me to put shoes on Fox. He's been barefoot for the last year and a half with no problems. Her horses are shod so I'm thinking that she is a firm believer in 'Conventional Wisdom'. The reasons she gave me for putting shoes on is to give support to the leg with the injured tendon, improve his circulation and to help with the slight footsoreness Fox has developed. I have been feeding Fox molasses to get him to eat his hard feed and I think it has caused his soles to drop. From a week ago when his soles were nice, hard, clean and concave to dry, crumbly, flat, horrible looking things which is causing him to be sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the farrier coming on Monday and I will discuss it with him. My instinct is to keep him barefoot but obviously the physio is a lot more educated than I am despite perhaps being a believer of CW. I'm very confused. I really hoped to avoid putting shoes on Fox but the physio is really pushing it and I want to do what is best for Fox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-8739625979048272057?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/8739625979048272057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/11/feet-quandry.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8739625979048272057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8739625979048272057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/11/feet-quandry.html' title='Feet Quandry'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2820036724246466991</id><published>2009-11-20T13:59:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T13:59:49.882+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Injury Updates</title><content type='html'>Fox’s chest is healing well. He has had a mild infection but all under control with antibiotics. Only problem is he is still off his food so I have to make it into a paste and drench him which he hates! I get to take his stitches out tomorrow which should be interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His leg on the other hand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t getting better. All the running around he has done with the week and a half of fireworks has really put our progress back and to make it worse, there is now quite a bit of filling in the other hind leg. Before the chest injury, things were progressing along so well so I’m super frustrated. It’s been about a month since he did the initial injury and he’s still confined to a smallish area and still no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;handwalking&lt;/span&gt;. I get to start Fox back on the homeopathic remedies that I had to stop while giving him others for his wound on Sunday. I’m hoping that will help things get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox has been ever so patient, he has started going to sleep when I hose him, it’s very cute. He has started enjoying my massages too. It took a while but now he relaxes and we get lots of nice yawns/releases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been given the go ahead to move back to where I was before. There is plenty of grass now so management issues should be down to a minimum. I just have to get Fox on a float!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2820036724246466991?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2820036724246466991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/11/injury-updates.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2820036724246466991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2820036724246466991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/11/injury-updates.html' title='Injury Updates'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-7546934776365394472</id><published>2009-11-12T14:57:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T15:03:59.469+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Guy Fawkes Rounds 2 and 3</title><content type='html'>After the drama of Thursday night I decided that it would be best to stay with the horses to make sure everything went ok. I even managed to persuade my partner to come and keep me company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was quiet, we had just finished eating tea, it was getting late. Surely by 9.30 people would have started letting off fireworks if they were going too. We were contemplating calling it a night. Then all hell broke loose. We had fireworks coming from several directions. One place was only about 50 metres away from Fox’s paddock. In the flashes, I saw his head come up and he started to run. I ran over to try and calm him. It must have been awful for him as he was confined in a small area for his leg. He was trapped, nowhere to go. So he started charging the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he had crashed into it a few times, I panicked. I was on the wrong side of the fence trying to keep him away from it. Stupid I know, but I wasn’t about to stand by and watch my horse go through a fence. He managed to get through the tape that kept him enclosed. He was running around in the dark. I couldn’t see him. Then he started coming at the fence again. By this time I was crying, and so, so afraid. It’s hard to describe the terror I was feeling. I was still trying to get in his way, to keep him away from the fence. My partner was trying to undo the fence so Fox could get into the relative safety of the post and rail arena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He charged again and knocked me down. I saw stars and felt bits of tooth in my mouth. Apparently I said ‘Shit, shit, my tooth’s gone, I’m all fucked up.’ Stupid, stupid me. The knock and my partner sorted me out and I grabbed a standard and jumped to the other side of the fence. I ran up and down waving my arms and the standard shouting back, back, back whenever he came close. My partner managed to get the fence undone and opened the gate of the arena.&lt;br /&gt;Now Fox wouldn’t come through. I herded him through the gap and into the arena. His little pony friend ducked under his tape and went through with him. Fireworks kept coming and they kept running. They did stay away from the fence though so I figured they would be safe. Then the car lights started to die. My partner ran to try and turn the car on before it went flat but too late. I tried to check the horses but couldn’t see anything except for moving shapes. I completely broke down and sobbed and sobbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to try and push start the car. After a couple of failed efforts we got it going. The horses had settled a bit and there were no more fireworks. I was exhausted and my partner wanted to get me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home in the light I saw my tooth wasn’t too bad, about a third of the bottom was gone and it wasn’t one of the front ones so I was very relieved. I collapsed into a chair. Then I saw my hand. It was covered in blood. I looked at my partner and said ‘that’s not my blood.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went back. Using a torch we had collected on the way I could see Fox’s white sock was red. I tried not to have another meltdown. He wouldn’t let anyone close but I got close enough to see a huge at least handsized wound on his chest/shoulder. It was mostly superficial with a big flap of skin hanging down. There were however, a couple of deep bits. I held it together and tried to ascertain the seriousness of it. It wasn’t bleeding anymore, looked pretty clean and the deep bits weren’t too deep. He also wasn’t going to let me or anyone anywhere near him. There was nothing I could do to help him. It was the most awful feeling leaving him there like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was after midnight when we got home. I spent a sleepless night tossing and turning. I went out first thing in the morning and called the vet. She couldn’t make it till 9.30 so I waited and waited and made Fox as comfortable as I could. We had his pony friend in the next pen to keep him company but he was still very nervous and jumping at everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vet finally arrived. We had a bit of an audience by this time, all the other people who have horses there had turned up. If you didn’t already know, Fox hates vets. With a passion. Poor lady couldn’t get anywhere near him with a needle. She gave me an oral sedative to give him. It took forty very long minutes to work. Vet tried again to get near him. Nope, he wasn’t having a bar of it. Out came the deer stick. An intramuscular injection isn’t as effective as a IV injection but it was all that could be done. He got a quick jab in the neck. When he was nice and sleepy she tried to inject the area with a local. But no, Fox wasn’t having any of that. So another intramuscular injection with the deer stick. He still wouldn’t let her inject any local into the area. We managed to tie him tight and get a dose in IV. He was so, so sleepy. The vet said that this should make him go down. But no, I, apparently, have a super horse. He swayed a bit but mostly just ate. We waited some more and nothing. We gave him another IV stick. ‘This should definitely bring him down,’ the vet said. No it didn’t. He swayed a bit and looked sleepy but carried on eating. Fox had now had a large dose of oral sedative and four times the normal dose of the other sedative and nothing. The vet decided to bring out the big guns. Diazapam and Ketamine. That dropped him. Rather hard too. He rolled around and his eyes were filled with panic. It was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to prop him up as he had landed on the wrong side. The vet got down to business, cleaned everything up and started stitching. He needed internal stitches as well as stitches for the big flap. She was just on her last stitch when Fox tried to get up. We managed to keep him still enough for her to finish. In half the normal time, Fox was trying to stand. There was nothing we could do to keep him down an longer. But he hadn’t got full control over his muscles yet and fell and flailed and twisted himself into hideous positions. It was so bad I could hardly watch. It took a long, long time for him to gain enough control to stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he had control over himself, everyone left. It was just me and my poor horsie. I felt very alone and very frightened. I didn’t know how to keep him safe. We had at least another night of fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late in the afternoon I finally felt safe enough to leave him for an hour. I tried to rest but I was so anxious. I couldn’t decide where he would be safer. The round pen, which is small and enclosed which may freak him out but safe with nice high walls, or the arena where he could run all he wanted and be with his pony friend but low walls. I finally decided on the arena. It was his anxiety at being away from other horses that did it for me. So I went back and moved him into the arena, gave him water and hay and moved his friend in with him. I left again to try and have some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After not being able to eat anything, we went back at 8.30. I had planned on giving him another dose of oral sedative but fireworks started just as I was about to get out of the car. It wasn’t even dark yet. They ran a bit, then it slowed down to a trot and finally a huddle in the corner of the arena with some other horses from across the fence. We waited until the fireworks had pretty much finished before we left with the horses all safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s now Thursday and we have had fireworks every single night. I put them back in the arena on Sunday night just in case. They will go back in there this weekend as well. We are expecting more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox won’t go back into the paddock he was injured in. He is now living behind his pony friend which is a pain getting in and out of but he feels safe there. I’m looking for new grazing. My partner who has only been there once before and didn’t get out of the car, started pointing out how badly made this place is. What Fox hurt himself on, a bolt that was used to make the arena and left sticking out, was an accident waiting to happen. I can’t believe I didn’t see it. All the bolts are cut off now but there are so many more hazards. Some of them aren’t that noticeable, but I am on high alert and don’t feel safe there. I am even considering going back to where I was before I’m that desperate to get out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox is healing well. His wound is getting cold hosed three times a day and he is finally eating his antibiotics after they are mixed with apples and carrots and lots of molasses. Very bad for him but better than him getting an infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have photos but I haven’t even looked at them. I don’t know that anyone else would want to see them either but I’ll post them if anyone requests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tooth is all fixed too. Thanks ACC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-7546934776365394472?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/7546934776365394472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/11/guy-fawkes-rounds-2-and-3.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7546934776365394472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7546934776365394472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/11/guy-fawkes-rounds-2-and-3.html' title='Guy Fawkes Rounds 2 and 3'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-640102018006423823</id><published>2009-11-06T11:19:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T11:20:13.168+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Guy Fawkes</title><content type='html'>I forgot all about Guy Fawkes last night till I heard the first fireworks go off. I hope everyone’s horsies got through it all ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to check on the horses at about 10.30. Fox and his pony friend were fine, though in the morning I saw Fox had a hole in his boot. I’m very glad he had them on otherwise it would have been a hole in his leg I think. I’ve had to fix it with good old duct tape for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to rescue one of the other horses who’s cover had got all tangled. She was running back and forth with the cover only around her neck and dragging underneath her. She was a very good girl though and stood pretty still for me to get it off. I checked her over as best I could but couldn’t see anything. She was also quite distressed as she was a ways from the other horses and I was a bit worried that another fright would send her into the fence. I called the owner of the facility as I didn’t have a number for the girl who owns her. He didn’t really seem that interested. A bit peeved that I had interrupted his sleep in fact. It was quite late when I called but that’s what you get when you own a boarding facility. I mean she was ok but I would have thought he would have called her owner to let her know. Initially I felt a bit bad and then I thought no, I did the right thing. It’s what I would have wanted someone to do for me if that was my horse. The owner thanked me in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the other horses had also done a bit of damage to a healing wound on her leg. Looks like the scab has come off so there was a bit of blood but nothing major. I didn’t see that till the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrr fireworks. I can’t wait till they’re banned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Fox. The swelling was up again in the afternoon but not nearly as much as it had been previously. The physio said it was looking really good and if the swelling is still down on Saturday I can give Fox some more room. She also said we should be able to start doing stuff soon. Yay!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-640102018006423823?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/640102018006423823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/11/guy-fawkes.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/640102018006423823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/640102018006423823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/11/guy-fawkes.html' title='Guy Fawkes'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-660984298169135291</id><published>2009-11-05T11:44:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T09:09:32.957+13:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the really long delay in posting. I have been so busy with exams and Fox that I have just had no time. But exams are all done now (phew) so I had better give you guys an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox has been just so patient. I am super impressed. He does have the odd moment when he stamps and tosses his head with impatience. He’s right, it does get bloody boring. We are still not handwalking so the only exercise he gets is his walk from the paddock to the hose. No fun for a big active horse like Fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our current routine goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornings: Cold hosing 20 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Homeopathic remedies: Ruta, Rustox which we are stopping tomorrow and Argmet&lt;br /&gt;Handgrazing if I’ve got time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evenings: Tennis ball work, massage and stretches. We do front leg stretches, lateral neck stretches and belly lifts.&lt;br /&gt;Handgrazing&lt;br /&gt;Homeopathic remedies: Arnica, Calciflox and Symph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wears his Back on Track boots all the time now. They get swapped to his front legs during the time I’m there and then back on the hind legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farrier came on Monday. He is an amazing guy. Talks and talks and talks in really technical terms so I struggle to keep up. He also is Scottish so that doesn’t help with the understanding. He diagnosed the damage as being to the cruciate ligament which is part of the stay mechanism in the fetlock joint. I’ve tried to do a search for a pic on the net but can’t find anything. (Before you ask why I trust this guys diagnosis, he’s a highly qualified farrier from the UK who specialises in remedial work. He trained with some of the top farriers there who write books on anatomy. He also went to vet school.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox’s feet were a mix of good and bad. The old farrier had given them an ok shape but messed up the balance. Especially in that left hind. New farrier said we could try and keep him barefoot for now which I was really pleased with. Though if things don’t progress like they should, we may have to resort to shoes. New farrier rolled the toes more and really worked on that left hind to bring it level. The front hooves look completely different and the left hind looks so much better. I will try and post the pics in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had our second appointment with the physio on Tuesday. The first thing she said was ,wow, he’s looking much better. His muscles weren’t so tight he wasn’t nearly as lame and his bum had levelled out a bit too. It was so good to hear feedback that what I was doing was making a difference cause sometimes it really doesn’t feel like it does. She worked Fox all over and boy did he enjoy it! She found a spot of tightness along his back on each side, Fox would stamp his foot and turn round as if to point to where it was he wanted her to rub when she wasn’t going hard enough. We both had a good laugh he was so cute. He tried to give me a groom too when she was massaging him. She then got out a vibrating machine thing and worked on the fill in his legs. It helps to release the lymph fluid and increase circulation. We have another session of that tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Fox was feeling GOOD! He did some airs at the end of the lead, freaked the dogs out. I swapped his boots to the front legs and went to hose the injured leg. Normally the swelling is so obvious I don’t have to think about which leg it is. This time I couldn’t tell. There was absolutely no sign of any swelling at all. Nothing. His legs felt tighter that they EVER have. I cold hosed anyway. The swelling has been up and down (not this much down before) so I’m trying really hard not to get my hopes up. But it means we are on the right track. We’re doing the right things and that is so good to know. I’m hoping that the swelling will still be down when the physio comes tonight cause I would really like to get her expert opinion on what’s going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’m feeling excited but trying very hard not to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-660984298169135291?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/660984298169135291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/660984298169135291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/660984298169135291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-403777232942407459</id><published>2009-10-24T13:49:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T14:19:28.819+13:00</updated><title type='text'>What Has Your Horse Taught You?</title><content type='html'>I have realised over the last week just how much Fox has taught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox has taught me patience, the importance of awareness and openness in communication with horses. Commitment, focus, the importance of goals but at the same time, the knowledge that things sometimes don't happen quite the way you want them too or as quickly as you want them to and being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with that. He's taught me more practical things, especially this last week about physiology, anatomy and function. He's propelled me on a learning journey probably unmatched by anything I have done before. And most importantly that I have SO much more to learn (especially about feet, I never want to go through a bad farrier again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been a hard, demanding teacher at times but sometimes that's what it takes to wake up someone stuck and content in their old ways. He has slowly grown to trust me and this has been a huge reward all by itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week, with nothing to do with him but cold hose and rub him with tennis balls has actually been rather nice. The pressure is gone. It's just you and your horse, hanging out not demanding anything of each other. Fox will stand patiently while I hose his leg, something he never used to do. He stretches and yawns as I massage him with a tennis ball. In some ways it's far more enriching than what we used to do. It takes up far more energy and requires much more of a focused approach. It's a carefully thought out routine of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;handgrazing&lt;/span&gt;, massage, cold hosing, booting and administering of various potions and powders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do miss riding though. I know Fox is going to be a far better horse after this process is finished. But I miss it. My dad suggested maybe finding another horse to ride while Fox is out. I'm still toying with the idea but am leaning towards the conclusion that another horse would either take valuable time away from Fox or would be neglected while I focus on getting Fox better. It's a tricky one. Maybe I can find someone that will let me ride now and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on track now. There is a somewhat common view that every horse has something different to teach its person. Anyone out there had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;benefit&lt;/span&gt; of an equine teacher? What did it teach you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-403777232942407459?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/403777232942407459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-has-your-horse-taught-you.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/403777232942407459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/403777232942407459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-has-your-horse-taught-you.html' title='What Has Your Horse Taught You?'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-7436837680452796380</id><published>2009-10-21T12:00:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T12:35:45.920+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bad News</title><content type='html'>We had our appointment with the physio yesterday. Man did she have news for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already suspected tendon/ligament damage. She confirmed this. Damage to the deep digital flexor tendon and possible the suspensory ligament as well. He has severe pelvic tilt and damage to his hip/femur joint. The current theory is that he slipped over and crashed onto his hip. On a positive note his sacral iliac is nice and stable, she was very surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than this though is the news that my farrier has been fucking Fox's feet up in a way I couldn't even imagine. His feet are all out of balance with too steep lateral walls causing misalignment of his legs. This is not just one leg but all four. When she pointed it out to me, it was so obvious I can't believe I didn't notice it before. This has also contributed to the likely hood that he has degenerative joint disease as well. The hind leg he has damaged has the worst trim which the physio believes contributed to the tendon damage. He has thickening of the tendons in both front legs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has chronic wasting in his hamstring and gaskins. Where there should be muscle, there is none. His neck is out, he has clicking in his right femoral joint from his weight pushing through on impact. He has also got scarred muscle across the top of his jump where he's had a major impact probably trying to rush out of a float and making contact with the bum bars. My poor poor horsie. I will try and scan the chart she gave me. I don't think any part of his body is unaffected. We're looking at 4 months plus for rehab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan of attack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. New farrier - he will sort out Fox's feet make them level and probably put a remedial shoe with a pad on that back foot with the severely steep lateral wall that is causing the crushing to the outside. He is also apparently excellent at diagnosing tendon damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Cold hosing - 20 mins twice a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Confinement - Fox now only has a small corner of his paddock by his pony friend to stop him running around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pain relief - Devil's claw, no bute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Back On Track boots that I am ordering tomorrow (pay day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Supplements, supplements supplements - my list includes chelated magnesium, MSM and glocosamine on top of his toxin binder and mineral mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Homeopathic remedies - have a high success rate of helping treat inflammation and helping tendons recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Tennis ball exercises - these are exercises given to me by the physio that I do for 20 minutes every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Physio - She will see him once a week for the next few weeks then every three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Ultrasound - this will happen when his leg is a bit more stable as the closest one is a 40 minute float ride away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Hand walking - when the farrier has sorted out Fox's feet we can start handwalking. 5 minutes the first week, 10 the next etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a long road to recovery but the physio's prognosis is optimistic. She doesn't think there is anything we can't fix with the right treatment. Except of course the DJD that I have my fingers crossed we are only treating as a precautionary measure. Unlikely, but one can dream!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-7436837680452796380?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/7436837680452796380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/bad-news.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7436837680452796380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7436837680452796380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/bad-news.html' title='The Bad News'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2156333283943049426</id><published>2009-10-18T20:29:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:45:00.387+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Lameness</title><content type='html'>We has it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived to feed Fox on Friday evening. I noticed straight away. He wasn't tracking up, looked like he was almost walking on tippy toe, and didn't like putting any weight on it. Worst of all his fetlock made a strange almost popping movement every time he put it down. Checked all the way up and down his leg. He had a puffy fluid filled just above his fetlock. It was warm to the touch but not painful. He also has some extreme sensitivity on his back around the point of hip. Very bad :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cold hosed his fetlock for 20 minutes and saw an improvement in his movement. I put him away for the night to re-asses things in the morning. Vet's here are unfortunately a bit useless when it comes to horses here. I read Andrea's Eventing-A-Gogo blog with envy at the resources.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, Fox was moving a lot better he was tracking up a lot better, putting more weight on it and best of all the horrible popping movement was gone. I cold hosed him again which seemed to help again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I cold hosed again and by the evening the puffiness was pretty much gone his movement was almost back to normal but still resting it quite a bit. Which leaves the soreness of his back/pelvis. I am calling a physio first thing in the morning. Hopefully she will be able to figure out what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As there is two points of soreness, it's hard to figure out what's actually causing the lameness. The hip, the puffiness above the fetlock which could be tendon or ligament damage or a combination of both. I will keep cold hosing in the meantime and hope the physio can come very soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2156333283943049426?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2156333283943049426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/lameness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2156333283943049426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2156333283943049426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/lameness.html' title='Lameness'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-4138051600635721936</id><published>2009-10-15T12:39:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T12:50:11.243+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the fire</title><content type='html'>It turns out the fire was caused by some little punks smoking and drinking. Not the smartest thing to be doing in a hay barn!! The police know who they are but I am not sure how much can be done. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grrrrr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The owners are also uninsured. They will rebuild but not sure when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned in a previous comment I lost a bag of chaff, an old canvas cover and a neck cover that clips onto my light cover. It could have been worse though. Normally all my covers are in there but both the good ones were hanging over the gate in Fox's paddock due to some very inclement weather we've been having. So maybe only $100 worth lost instead of $500+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there at about 10.15pm and the fire fighters didn't finish up till nearly 3am. The nature of a hay fire means the tiniest spark left in one single bale could reignite the whole thing. Every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;single&lt;/span&gt; bale needed to be pulled out and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; doused to prevent any flare-ups. Good job fellas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-4138051600635721936?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/4138051600635721936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/update-on-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4138051600635721936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4138051600635721936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/update-on-fire.html' title='Update on the fire'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2359966440203086031</id><published>2009-10-15T11:18:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T11:36:12.757+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams!!</title><content type='html'>I hate the damn things! I have four coming up for my course at the end of the month. Two on the same day even, the bastards!&lt;br /&gt;As such I am not going to be getting much riding done as all my waking minutes seem to be studying but I will try and keep up with the groundwork. It's a shame because both Fox and I need to go out and ride. But afterwards I'll have all the time in the world. Until I need to find a summer job that is :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to keep focused on my goals to keep myself motivated. Which isn't easy when the sun is shining outside. The dogs are clamoring for a walk and I can see my saddle from where I sit. Maybe I should hide it! I'm trying to get a Bachelor majoring in Psychology. I have to pass with B's to get my Masters after which I hope to do a postgrad in Clinical Psychology followed by several years of practice till eventuality...... I hope to open and run an Equine Assisted Psychotherapy Centre for young adults. Big dreams huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to horse related stuff. we did some groundwork on Tuesday. Fox was so good. It's still surprising to me that he behaves. We played the friendly game which is being so helpful for him. He let me touch him pretty much everywhere, even inside his ears. We had a bit of a breakthrough when touching his nose too. He let me run my hand down to his nostrils and keep it there for about five seconds. It was brilliant. Simple things! He was a lot more relaxed. Just stood calmly, with only the occasional tail swish indicating resistance. His head was nice and level, a clear indication he was chilled as when he gets tense, the first thing that happens is his head comes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tellington-Jones book arrived back at the Library today so I'll be perusing that over the next few days. Hope to give you some feedback soon. From the quick flick through I had, it looks interesting. Not sure about that bit though. The shanks!! I couldn't see what inside the mouth looks like and I think the rein attached to them is supposed to be loose but still. They're pretty scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onwards and upwards!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2359966440203086031?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2359966440203086031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/exams.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2359966440203086031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2359966440203086031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/exams.html' title='Exams!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-4462949905842959871</id><published>2009-10-14T18:37:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:42:26.047+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermath</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures from the day after the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392326019701988338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/StVj8fVu2_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/iQ1Zm5q71ew/s320/IMG_5526_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whats left of the shed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392326026435727570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/StVj84bLkNI/AAAAAAAAAME/HXjBKzj8RRY/s320/IMG_5531_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The melted bits on the tractor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392326032715203298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/StVj9P0UwuI/AAAAAAAAAMM/OQrl_u5DR84/s320/IMG_5538_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;300 bales of burned soaking useless hay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-4462949905842959871?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/4462949905842959871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/aftermath.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4462949905842959871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4462949905842959871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/aftermath.html' title='Aftermath'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/StVj8fVu2_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/iQ1Zm5q71ew/s72-c/IMG_5526_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2989658710529195064</id><published>2009-10-13T08:07:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T08:33:41.587+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The Three Types of Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/StOD5_zhzkI/AAAAAAAAAL0/97FsaOLhq48/s1600-h/IMG_3768_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391798211295956546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/StOD5_zhzkI/AAAAAAAAAL0/97FsaOLhq48/s320/IMG_3768_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;This is probably the best conformation pic I have Fox. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It seems to me that most of the training methods I have found that could be useful to Fox and I follow three very different paths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The first: Tried and true practical horsemanship. The guys who have been around horses their entire life, know their ins and outs. Tough and firm but fair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The second: Science a la Andrew McLean. Methods based on scientific studies of how a horses brain works, why a horse reacts the way he does in different situations and how a horse learns best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The third: Spiritual. I'm not sure this is the right word for this but it follows the lines of Linda Tellington-Jones and a man named Klaus Ferdinand Hempfling. This is the genre I've probably done the least research on and I am desperately waiting on a Tellington-Jones book to be returned to the library so I can find out more about her methods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The key thing here for me is that I am probably using bits of all three in varying degrees of competency. But can I keep mixing and matching all theses styles? Will I end up confusing Fox which will negate my aim for open honest communication? Am I thinking too much into how much it will effect Fox? It seems to be working so far but I really do tend to overthink things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All I know is that by changing the way I think when I am around my horse and being aware of every little thing I do with him has changed Fox's behaviour considerably. He is still a little too ready to invade personal space and other bad ground manners and we have yet to tackle float loading but the improvement is major. From a stubborn obstinant horse, I now have one that I like hanging out with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2989658710529195064?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2989658710529195064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/three-types-of-training.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2989658710529195064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2989658710529195064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/three-types-of-training.html' title='The Three Types of Training'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/StOD5_zhzkI/AAAAAAAAAL0/97FsaOLhq48/s72-c/IMG_3768_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-1092259193619227363</id><published>2009-10-12T19:42:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:52:47.376+13:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRE!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well had a very interesting weekend! Driving home from a friends place, I glanced over towards where Fox lives. Obviously wouldn't have been able to see anything since it was dark but you still look. I was totally surprised to see a big orange glow. I was positive it was where Fox lives. I couldn't see any fire trucks. So my partner and I raced there. The hay shed was fully ablaze! The guy who lives over the other shed was madly trying to move his vans out of the way of the flames. We had both called the fire brigade by this time. There was a tractor next to the hay that we tried to save. My partner had a fire extinguisher and the other guy and I took turns manning a hose until the fire trucks arrived. Here are some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391602326791665442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/StLRwBKWNyI/AAAAAAAAALM/JQoIEUXN-8M/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391602337343102210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/StLRwoeAXQI/AAAAAAAAALU/WC5IeOjpv8s/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391602363034089298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/StLRyILNt1I/AAAAAAAAALs/IxMIdrSntVg/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391602347875408402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/StLRxPtGmhI/AAAAAAAAALc/_qPiUs-L9M4/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391602356235224194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/StLRxu2PRII/AAAAAAAAALk/Snp5VVo6aBM/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-1092259193619227363?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/1092259193619227363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/fire.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/1092259193619227363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/1092259193619227363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/fire.html' title='FIRE!!!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/StLRwBKWNyI/AAAAAAAAALM/JQoIEUXN-8M/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-7843423732943380598</id><published>2009-10-08T12:10:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T12:27:46.734+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up</title><content type='html'>Well the weather has been great and both Fox and I are feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I didn't have a lot of time so I decided to try lunging. Wow, what a difference in attitude from Fox. Not sure what has brought about the change, maybe the groundwork, maybe me not letting him get away with stuff. He was responsive to all my voice commands, walk, trot and whoa. He was attentive and his ear was on me the whole time. He switched directions calmly and smoothly and best of all no stink eye not even once!!! I set up some trotting poles and a little cavaletti jump to make thinks a bit more interesting. Fox calmly trotted around, stretching down nicely over the poles. He did do quite a big jump over the jump that was probably no more than 20cm high, silly horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did an hour of schooling on Tuesday. Started with stop go signals. Fox responds really well to light aids from my legs to go but stop signals need a lot of work. His head pops up and his mouth gapes even though I'm not asking in a very strong way. So lots of work on that. Did some steering and figure of eights for suppleness. Fox felt like he needed a blow out so I let him have a canter around the outside of the whole arena. He leans something wicked on the corners and is bent all the wrong way so we probably won't do too much cantering until he is a bit more balanced. Because he was so good, we finished with a few jumps which Fox was a bit keen for. Another thing to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was more schooling and a quick hack. We worked on transitions, mainly on getting that stop signal lighter and light so Fox doesn't feel he has to gape. Did some serpentines and circles again for Fox's suppleness. He is the most stiff horse. Had a nice little hack down to the estuary. I let Fox have a bit of a paddle but he wanted to splash so that was the end of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a couple of days off now and I'm going to try and go for a nice long hack in the weekend should the weather cooperate. I also need to pull his mane, trim his tail and rasp his hooves. He's a bit of a wild beastie at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the number of a qualified horse chiropractor who has been recommended to me. With Fox still so stiff I'm sure there must be something going on. Still need a saddle fitter too. To my inexpert eyes it looks ok, no rocking, no light, lines up with his shoulder, lots of clearance along the spine and no dry spots. But maybe I'm missing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, my partner thinks horses are great!! All this money being put into a giant poop machine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-7843423732943380598?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/7843423732943380598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/catch-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7843423732943380598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7843423732943380598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/catch-up.html' title='Catch up'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-8518661512287535958</id><published>2009-10-02T11:24:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:42:21.966+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Stretches</title><content type='html'>I've started doing some stretches with Fox. He really seems to enjoy them especially the front leg ones I do every morning. And as an added bonus, he doesn't mind his front feet being picked up any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had any time to ride this week. the weather has been rotten and we're going away for the weekend. Meanwhile Fox is getting fat in his paddock. Hopefully the worst of the weather has passed and next week I can rip back into riding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-8518661512287535958?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/8518661512287535958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/stretches.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8518661512287535958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8518661512287535958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/10/stretches.html' title='Stretches'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-3625566220922791364</id><published>2009-09-28T10:15:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T10:41:00.948+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>It fined up for the weekend and in spite of the busy schedule we had, I managed to squeeze a ride in. Daylight Savings through everything out of whack, so I didn't get up till 9. Luckily that meant it was only 8 o'clock temperatures so Fox wasn't too hot when I got there. Mucked out as I do every morning, but the wheelbarrow was broken so I had to use a sack. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox seemed keen to get out and about so I decided to go for a hack instead of school. He only lifted his leg three times when grooming and for three of his feet he was great, the fourth he slammed down a couple of times but there was no evasion or nastiness. He was perfect while I was saddling up. I've had to change his gullet size again as he's put back on all the weight he lost over winter. Still need to get a saddle fitter out. Damn renovations sucking up all our money!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox was eager to get going and sidled all over the place when I was mounting. He doesn't have a lot of patience for standing around. I've not been for a hack around here so I thought I would just cruise around and do a bit of exploring. Fox was on high alert. There was a bit of snorting and blowing going on but he wasn't too spooky. The road faded away as we reached the estuary which Fox looked at all wide eyed. I could see the road reappearing over the other side of the channel which looked shallow enough for us to cross but there was a whitebaiter fishing pretty close. I didn't want to make him angry, some have a pretty mean temper if you disturb their fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned Fox and we walked down the side of the channel. It was muddy going in a few places but Fox coped ok. He had started to jig a bit so I was working quite hard to keep him to a walk. When we couldn't go any further we turned around back to the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to have a bit of a trot to stop Fox jigging. It was a huge power trot and he wanted to canter which I wasn't comfortable doing on the side of a road. He did a couple of little bucks so we went back down to a walk. When he was calmer we tried a trot again and got something that was slightly more in control. The grass ran out far too quickly though so we were forced back to a walk. I am really missing the orchards of the other grazing right now. The most annoying thing was of all the cars that passed us, only one slowed down. Fox is fine with traffic but it still makes me angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox had worked himself up a bit so he was covered with sweat even though we hadn't done a whole lot of work. He's obviously feeling good so I think we can step up the workload a bit. The weather isn't cooperating though of course. It has packed in again and won't clear till Thursday according to the forecast. But with Daylight Savings here I should be able to squeeze some more hours in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-3625566220922791364?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/3625566220922791364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/3625566220922791364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/3625566220922791364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-982768459829862734</id><published>2009-09-25T12:48:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:10:35.821+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Where we're up to</title><content type='html'>First I want to make some changes to the last post. I'm not going to be a bitch, but I will be firm. I am probably soft with Fox but if I get too hard, he is going to fight. Definitely not what I want.&lt;br /&gt;So, I will be firmer, but not too firm unless Fox goes way over and does something like try and kick me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox has been back in work for three weeks now. The first week was just handwalking for 20mins three times a week. During the handwalking we worked on his responsiveness to whoa and go and stand which doesn't work so well yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second week I rode once, went for one handwalk and did one session of groundwork. The first ride back was fantastic, I'd forgotten how much I missed it. Fox was an angel, responsive listening, no rushing. He was however a total prick when I was saddling up. He started threatening kicks and tossing his head and evading. Next time I groomed him I carried my dressage whip and every time he lifted his back leg, he got a flick. Not a hard one but enough to know it was there. He stopped very quickly and then stood nice and still. The groundwork is going well too. And after a session, Fox is much better with his feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think when I found out he may be sore, I gave him a lot more slack than I should have and he took full advantage of that. Now I know he isn't, he's got no excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week so far we have done one ground work session and one ride. The groundwork is getting better and better. He will move back, forward and sideways with only a small amount of pressure. He will also drop his head with poll pressure which is awesome as he normally hates this. Doing the 'Friendly game' we also discovered that he LOVES his ears being rubbed. His eyes rolled up and he stretched his neck out, it was so cute. He will also follow me, which he has never done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride was ok, lots of rushing at the trot and falling in especially on his right rein. We did have a good canter around the outside of the arena. Fox is feeling good!! I was riding with no stirrups and was sore for two days afterwards LOL. But good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably won't get much more work in this week as the weather has packed in and it is freezing!! Fox has his winter cover on again. I had even put a salt block out which is now half dissolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key thing I need to work on with Fox is his basic responses. Go, stop, left and right so I will be working on those before we start real schooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also really need to go on a nice long hack and do some exploring. Hopefully we'll be able to find a place that Fox can have a bit of a blowout. He needs a good run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working with clear goals in mind is definitely improving our relationship. Instead of just riding, I'm working towards something. Everything I do around Fox now, has purpose. I'm more aware of every action I do and every reaction from Fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also on the hunt for a proper barefoot trimmer. Fox has been without shoes for over a year now but the guy doing them is a farrier as apposed to a trimmer and maybe hasn't been doing the best job. It'll be interesting to see what happens with that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-982768459829862734?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/982768459829862734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-were-up-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/982768459829862734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/982768459829862734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-were-up-to.html' title='Where we&apos;re up to'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-6963195595094575872</id><published>2009-09-21T12:35:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T12:58:56.865+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Mean Bitch</title><content type='html'>This is what my farrier recommended me to be. The guy who helped me load Fox last week also said I handle Fox too 'soft' I found out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that Fox tried to kick me on Saturday is making me think all theses things through again. Behaviour like this needs to be nipped in the bud. It is not acceptable in any way shape or form. So if I have been letting Fox think he can get away with this it's not good and I really need to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to have to try and find a happy median between these two roads until Fox has got it into his little brain that stuff like this is not ok. Lots of ground work trying to instill basic manners again following the way I originally wanted but if Fox pushes it then I get to channel my inner bitch. Not lose my temper though. He's a smart cookie, it shouldn't take him too long to realise that if he pulls that crap he's not going to get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, my farrier who I found out yesterday is also a body worker checked Fox's back end and it's all fine. So it's back to behavioural problems for his feet. He does have some issues with his front around his withers though. Which means it's probably time for another saddle fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got to see how Fox's crazy brain works especially well today. The farrier who uses rubber mallet thingies to treat the problems did one little tap on the top of Fox's withers. Before this Fox was standing peacefully but when this happened he just went into total panic mode. He just absolutely lost his mind in a split second. This is such a good indication of how his brain is wired, along with his pressure to resistance. He is such a hard horse to work with sometimes and such an easy one at others. He's my big conundrum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-6963195595094575872?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/6963195595094575872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/mean-bitch.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/6963195595094575872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/6963195595094575872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/mean-bitch.html' title='Mean Bitch'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-3876470510389716168</id><published>2009-09-19T19:35:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T19:47:37.138+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Fox was especially difficult today and I had an especially short fuse for some reason. As such, I lost my temper. No excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to pick his feet out and put the copper sulphate for his thrush on. On and on and on it went with him evading and pulling his feet away. If he is sore he does have some kind of excuse I guess. But then he hurt my elbow and I started to get pissed. Then he tried to kick me and I lost it. He got a massive crack on the shoulder with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;leadrope&lt;/span&gt;. He was better after that though. However, that's not the way I want to communicate with my horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really disappointed with myself, I normally have a huge amount of patience and I've only lost it with Fox once before this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning on going for a quick ride but that went out the window, I didn't think it was fair on either of us to ride him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's days like this that the thought of selling Fox crosses my mind. I never will but it would be so nice to have an easy go of things for once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-3876470510389716168?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/3876470510389716168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/bad-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/3876470510389716168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/3876470510389716168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-3724909999796545673</id><published>2009-09-18T14:40:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T15:10:42.407+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Move</title><content type='html'>I ended up getting a local horse guy to help me move Fox. This proved to be very enlightening. The first thing he and his wife said when they saw Fox was ‘do you have trouble with his feet?’ That is an obvious yes. Then they asked ‘how is he to canter?’ He’s fine on a straight but on a circle he has some real issues. They ended up telling me he is disunited in his back end. I must have looked a little confused so he said, ‘he’s out somewhere and it’s probably making it uncomfortable to do some things.’ YAY just what I wanted to find out. Apparently one side of his butt is bigger than the other too though I couldn’t see it even when I stared at it for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loading was really interesting to watch. The woman who is a Tellington-Jones fan had Fox’s head and the guy was behind. They noticed pretty much straight away that Fox had no yield when pressure is applied. So yay, I got something right. It took a bit of back and forth and Fox got a few cracks on the butt but eventually he was going in and out like a pro. I have yet to try if I can repeat this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at the new place, Fox blew up, arched his neck and flagged his tail so much that the woman asked if he was part Arabian LOL. He was also pulling me around so the guy took him off me. He was quite fierce with Fox but it did sort him out. We put Fox in the round pen so he would be safe in case he decided to be an idiot. He calmed down quickly so he got some dinner and hay to last the night and that was it. Not too eventful at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am faced with trying to sort Fox’s back end out. They recommended a massage woman but I’m going to ring around all the local horse ‘fixers’ and find out what they have to offer before I make a decision. I feel a bit bad that I didn’t notice but neither did 2 farriers, 3 instructors or other horse people who have seen Fox. All it took for the people who helped me was to see Fox walking towards the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means Fox’s behaviour problems may in fact be partly due to him being uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;We will see how this pans out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-3724909999796545673?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/3724909999796545673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/move.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/3724909999796545673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/3724909999796545673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/move.html' title='The Move'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-9078432385657309491</id><published>2009-09-11T20:26:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:31:28.779+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohooo!!!</title><content type='html'>Two lots of good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only took 11inutes to treat all four of Fox's feet tonight!!! He's not spazzing out so much when I pour the liquid on and he's letting me pick up his feet quicker afterwards. He is however trying new things to avoid me holding his feet up. Today when I had one of his front feet up he stretched back until he was almost in a bow trying to get that foot away. Unfortunately I had to let go because I was laughing too much. Cheeky horse!!! But 11 minutes woohoooo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second bit of news is not horse relating but I feel like telling everyone. I got 94% for my last assignment!! I am so stoked. Especially so because I was really worried about this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go me!!! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-9078432385657309491?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/9078432385657309491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/woohooo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/9078432385657309491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/9078432385657309491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/woohooo.html' title='Woohooo!!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-5132330370357509325</id><published>2009-09-11T09:32:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:27:43.575+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Things To Work On</title><content type='html'>The first step in creating my training program is to clearly identify what it is that we need to work on. Here is what I have come up with so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox: As he pretty much needs a total overhaul in this area it is hard to pinpoint things but I've found a few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Respecting my space.&lt;br /&gt;He is terrible at this and until I realised that it wasn't such a good idea, I've been letting him get away him crowding. This also applies at feeding time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. His issues with being touched in certain places.&lt;br /&gt;This includes particularly his feet and his nose. Both of these are highly inconvenient as they interfere with trimming and drenching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lunging.&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned in a previous post that Fox can get aggressive when lunging. This is a real no no and has kind of put me off lunging so this is something we will probably work up to as his other ground manners improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Consistency&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the most important thing for me to work on as Fox will find it very difficult to learn if I am not consistent in my rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Calmness&lt;br /&gt;This means no anger, no fear, no frustration. I am getting better at this already but it still needs some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the saddle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Regular rhythmical strides without me having to push and without him rushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Balance&lt;br /&gt;Staying balanced through transitions and within gaits. No falling in or out on circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Impulsion&lt;br /&gt;Really getting his big butt working and getting him off his forehand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Suppleness&lt;br /&gt;Fox is still quite stiff so getting him to really bend throughout his whole body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Collection&lt;br /&gt;This is really the ultimate goal. I want this to be natural and unforced. I want Fox to carry himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sideways movements&lt;br /&gt;At the moment Fox doesn't really understand and the aid needs to be quite forceful. This is something that can be worked on from the ground too which should help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Light aids&lt;br /&gt;Getting Fox to respond to a nice light aid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Relaxation&lt;br /&gt;Fox can get quite tense and when he does, his back hollows and his head pops up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Aids&lt;br /&gt;One aid at a time, either leg or hand, not both at the same time as it confuses the horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Lengthening of leg&lt;br /&gt;I want my leg to be nice and long and no chair seat which I sometimes slip back into especially when Fox starts to rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hands&lt;br /&gt;My hands are often too low so learning to keep a straight line from my elbows to Fox's mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Stop riding defensively&lt;br /&gt;When Fox starts to rush, I start to tense, my chair seat appears and my hands get too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Light elastic contact&lt;br /&gt;Not too hard, not too soft. No pulling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow that's a lot of stuff to work on!! I'm sure I've missed some out too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-5132330370357509325?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/5132330370357509325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-to-work-on.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5132330370357509325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/5132330370357509325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-to-work-on.html' title='Things To Work On'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-592674150956038881</id><published>2009-09-10T12:58:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T13:26:01.194+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals</title><content type='html'>Short term - from now till the end of summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get Fox on a float!! More than this really, get Fox consistently going on a float.&lt;br /&gt;I think this will be my biggest challenge as it involves so many elements of training. Getting his groundwork and training his responses is really going to be key, as well as heaps of time and patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get rid of his thrush&lt;br /&gt;Keep persevering with the treatment. It needs to be done and it won't go away by ignoring it as much as I would like it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Work at least 4 times a week with Fox whether riding or groundwork.&lt;br /&gt;This may have to wait for daylight savings but that's not too far away. I haven't decided on a riding/groundwork ratio yet. He needs a lot of work on the ground but I don't want to give up riding either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Make a training program&lt;br /&gt;Have a clear focused approach on what I want to improve and the ways in which to improve it for both Fox and I and both groundwork and riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have fun over summer, no pressure.&lt;br /&gt;Just that, have fun, go to the beach, the river, long hacks and hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Go to a fun showjumping day&lt;br /&gt;I know there is one in Jan/Feb that would be great to go to. Fox and I both love jumping and would be great to meet some more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Join local Adult Riding Club&lt;br /&gt;Meet more people, do some different stuff and have some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Go on a competitive trail ride for fun&lt;br /&gt;I did one of these a couple of years back and loved it. Fox isn't the right kind of horse for it but as long as he's relatively fit we should be able to do the Training course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Find an instructor&lt;br /&gt;I have heard on the wind that there MAY be a classical dressage lady willing to come over this way and teach. That would be awesome but need to find out more. And need to find money to pay her LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For next year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Compete in the Winter Dressage Series - all four&lt;br /&gt;I did the first two this year before study got in the way and had a blast. Will have to make sure my study is a lot better planned next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do some more eventing&lt;br /&gt;Did one ODE this year and LOVED it. Fox and I had a blast! We had a terrible dressage but our show jumping was magic and once Fox figured out what he was doing with the Cross Country we had an amazing run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Compete in the Winter Show Jumping Series - all four&lt;br /&gt;This is new for this year but I couldn't make it due to study. Will really need to get that sorted for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have a crack at showing&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure that this is really my thing, but I want to have a go. Not sure whether Fox is a hack or a hunter, I prefer the idea of a hunter but if he's not that's cool. Will need to get a height certificate and learn heaps more about workouts and turnout and such.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-592674150956038881?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/592674150956038881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/goals.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/592674150956038881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/592674150956038881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/goals.html' title='Goals'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-9183169149410219372</id><published>2009-09-09T14:23:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:15:36.792+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew McLean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SqcbaUqA9NI/AAAAAAAAALE/-FDf6rDZv4w/s1600-h/IMG_5077_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379298418952828114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SqcbaUqA9NI/AAAAAAAAALE/-FDf6rDZv4w/s320/IMG_5077_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The boys in the danger paddock. Even though we taped off every hazard we could find I am still grateful neither of them got hurt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've heard his name bandied around forums and such but kept forgetting to research him. I finally Googled him the other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, now this is what I'm talking about. Here is a man who's training principles are totally synchronised with what I am wanting to achieve. And I said I would never drink the Koolaid LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The website that I have linked to is for his facility in Australia so a lot of it is not really relevant training wise and he is selling DVD's and books but hey, you can't win 'em all. Check out the article page though. Loads of information on training principles and it's free!! Eat that Pat Parelli and Linda Tellington-Jones!! Nothing makes me more frustrated then trying to find out about a particular practitioners theories and methods and coming to one of these sites. Pretty much the only way you can find anything out is by paying money and I actually want more information before I part with any hard earned cash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what Andrew McLeans principles sum up as: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The AEBC approach is unique in that it combines classical training with a strong emphasis on scientific understanding of animal psychology and horse behaviour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the really key thing here is that his training is based on horse psychology and behaviour and that the welfare of the animal is paramount. (Though the picture of him with Anky Van Grunsven is a bit if a downer, I do not like that lady!) There is no point training a horse in a way that it doesn't really understand so I like the fact that he has thought about how a horse thinks and acts which makes a lot more sense than some of the other garbage I have read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Best of all, he does clinics in NZ! Not that I'm going to have any money to go to one anytime soon but it will definitely go on my wishlist. And I'm going to put his book 'The Truth About Horses' on my birthday and Christmas lists. LOL he's really got me hasn't he!!! Well just take a look for yourself and you'll see why :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On another note, I've been treating Fox's thrush with copper sulphate out of a drink bottle. Boy he hates it. It's a real struggle to get it onto his feet. To do all four I'm looking at at least 40 minute at the moment. My process is pick up the foot, clean it out, very gently squirt liquid on then wait while he has a spazz then try and pick foot up again which takes ages. And once I've done the first one, he's leery of me picking up any of the other ones. It is so exasperating. I've tried squirting it on a cut of mine and it doesn't hurt so I'm not sure what his problem is, maybe the sensation. I'm hoping after a while he will get desensitized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm also hand walking Fox a couple of times a week now in preparation for finally getting some riding done and to work on his leading. Because his legs are so long he does have a tendency to leave me in the dust even though I'm a pretty fast walker myself. This is frustrating because one of the things I'm trying to teach him is where he should be walking and that is definitely not pulling me along!! Work in progress though as everything is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-9183169149410219372?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/9183169149410219372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/andrew-mclean.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/9183169149410219372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/9183169149410219372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/andrew-mclean.html' title='Andrew McLean'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SqcbaUqA9NI/AAAAAAAAALE/-FDf6rDZv4w/s72-c/IMG_5077_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-4833776328876392514</id><published>2009-09-08T07:36:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T15:23:12.185+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>The move is all confirmed for Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new place is the same price, has a lot better facilities and is closer. I should have moved a long time ago but I really did like it where I currently am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only problem is that means I have to put Fox on a float. That's going to be fun!! I've got a friend coming to help me so we should be ok. At this point it will be just about getting him on there and I'll work on his float problems when I've got a whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The owner seems ok, bit of a negative guy but fingers crossed there will be no problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-4833776328876392514?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/4833776328876392514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/moving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4833776328876392514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4833776328876392514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-3047879764448678270</id><published>2009-09-04T11:07:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T11:13:41.204+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Video</title><content type='html'>Check this clip out. I was looking to see if people who practised Parelli actually rode their horses.&lt;br /&gt;The commentary is hilarious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bwJNrui2v5c"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bwJNrui2v5c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-3047879764448678270?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/3047879764448678270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/funny-video.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/3047879764448678270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/3047879764448678270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/funny-video.html' title='Funny Video'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-59136999596472276</id><published>2009-09-03T12:12:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T12:18:20.732+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding</title><content type='html'>I think I had better explain the type of rider I am. I have been riding since I was little, on leased and borrowed horses and ponies. I went to Pony Club for a year or two when I was seven or eight, got my D certificate somewhere along the way too. But I never had any lessons. I mean someone must have taught me how to ride but I don’t remember any lessons as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of that, the way I ride and the way I think about riding is very unstructured. I can ride and can sit a buck and most spooks but I’ve missed some of the really basic things. Trotting on the right diagonal for example. I didn’t even know what that was until about a year ago. Using your legs to ask your horse to do things other than go...huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So despite the fact that I can walk, trot, canter, gallop and jump I am essentially a beginner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got Fox, I realised I didn’t want to just hack out and muck round like I had in the past. Here I had a horse, that whilst unfit could actually do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started getting lessons with a local instructor. We started very slowly, getting Fox fit and bending. He still isn’t the most supple horse but that’s a work in progress. We also worked on my legs, me learning how to use them to keep Fox on a circle and to prevent him falling in or out. That didn’t last too long as I decided to move Fox somewhere closer to where I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tricky finding another instructor but I did eventually. We worked on lengthening my leg, my hands, my posture, pretty much everything but that only lasted for a few lessons. She would cancel lessons at the last minute, change days and generally just muck me around. And through it all, I got a huge sense that she just didn’t want to be there which was awful. Eventually I just couldn’t really be bothered with all of it and stopped organising lessons with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then friend of mine came back from England and she gave me a few lessons. We progressed hugely until it came to asking Fox into an outline. It seemed like Fox hadn’t really been asked to work that way before, so essentially we were starting from scratch. Her method was to pull one-two on one rein one-two on the other and getting harder and harder until Fox listened. I had a bad feeling but didn’t really know what about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she moved away and we stopped the lessons and I started my quest on the internet. I realised what I had been doing. I had been forcing his head down when he wasn’t ready. According to a more classical approach, he should be collecting by himself before you ask him into an outline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is where we stand now, I have one approach that is hard and heavy on my horse and doesn’t sit quite right with me but does work. Before I came to my realisations, Fox was starting to go really well. The other way seems better, kinder, more in keeping with the style of riding I would like to achieve but slower and I don’t really know very much about it and don’t have an instructor who can teach me this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end it’s an obvious decision, the longer, better way is the way we will take. I want a horse that is willing to work, not one that is sour from harsh pressure. It looks as if I will be doing LOTS more research and trying to teach myself this new way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is the right thing to do. The right thing for me and the right thing for my horse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-59136999596472276?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/59136999596472276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/riding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/59136999596472276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/59136999596472276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/09/riding.html' title='Riding'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-7001168545141337941</id><published>2009-08-31T10:20:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T10:47:25.802+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Grazing</title><content type='html'>The place I've had Fox for the last year hasn't really worked out unfortunately. A lot of the paddocks were resown and we completely ran out of grass. So we've been moving from paddock to paddock some more suitable than other but this last one really takes the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were told the only hazard in there was a old post hole. The day we were to move the horses, I walked the paddock and got the shock of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Machinery, wire, pipes, posts with tin around them, pretty much anything you don't want in a horse paddock was in there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here is just a sample of what I found:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pipe, just right for hooves getting stuck and legs cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375890021019374642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Spr_fc5tVDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/OGcQqkClzEs/s320/IMG_5071_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More wonderful leg slicing materials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375887354592838898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Spr9EPsFRPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/wTXvZUqEhKA/s320/IMG_5070_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Warratahs freak me out after hearing a local story of a horse getting a fright in a storm and impaling itself on one of these. It had to be destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375887368877880226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Spr9FE55s6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/vVL9fttcfU0/s320/IMG_5073_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And best of all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375887377988816610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Spr9Fm2HjuI/AAAAAAAAAKc/zaQOrZcwdSk/s320/IMG_5074_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Let me give you a close up of that blade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375887385693608322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Spr9GDjFWYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/wQUBnl883wQ/s320/IMG_5075_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;NICE!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So this and a few other issues including arena being constantly closed but only for us, nowhere to put our tack and feed but other people have places, our horses not being allowed in paddocks by the owners horse but other horses are fine and having to remove our poo from the property ourselves WTF..... means I'm having to look for new grazing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The problem is that the only other place that has a decent facility, the owner is apparently a bit of a knob. I really don't want to move from one place I have problems to another place I'm going to have problems. But I may not have any other choice because I've had it with paying good money for a terrible service and ridiculous passive aggressive tactics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-7001168545141337941?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/7001168545141337941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/grazing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7001168545141337941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7001168545141337941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/grazing.html' title='Grazing'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Spr_fc5tVDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/OGcQqkClzEs/s72-c/IMG_5071_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-371940479682039727</id><published>2009-08-28T19:13:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T19:18:06.177+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad News</title><content type='html'>The storm I spoke about the other day caused this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nz.news.yahoo.com/a/-/mp/5866480/horse-crashes-through-windscreen/"&gt;http://nz.news.yahoo.com/a/-/mp/5866480/horse-crashes-through-windscreen/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I had good cause to worried about my fellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condolences to the owner. Very sad sad news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-371940479682039727?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/371940479682039727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/sad-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/371940479682039727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/371940479682039727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/sad-news.html' title='Sad News'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-7173022684295731659</id><published>2009-08-28T09:25:00.008+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T16:34:46.192+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Koolade</title><content type='html'>I like to think I don't drink the koolade of anyone. That is that I don't get hooked on one way or think this one person is the be all and end all of training. I want a more eclectic base for my training. Take a little of this and a little of that and see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example I will be starting to work through the 7 Parelli games with Fox. I think these will all be benificial for him and his trust, touching and respect issues. But at the same time I'm not going to stop riding my horse and do purely groundwork. I like riding and Fox I think enjoys being ridden. I'm also not going to stop talking to my horse. I know some people say its a big no-no but I like telling my horse he's a good boy. And I'm not going to be buying some fancy schmancy carrot stick when I'm sure my dressage whip will do just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got all these things I'm itching to try but time and weather seem to be against me at the moment. I realised that it's been nearly a month since I had my bum in a saddle (even longer since I've been in Fox's saddle) and I've not even had time to give Fox a good groom this week. Bad me. I am still picking his feet up every day though but now Fox has thrush so I'm worried that me treating it will put our progress back a few step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've posted some links on my blog now. These are all blogs or websites that I've found hugely helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugwump Chronicles - Good sense training techniques and wonderful stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horsetalk Forums - Lots of wonderful people dispensing advice on a multitude of topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will Jump Sweet Jumps - Great insight to a showjumpers world and some good jumping tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventing-A-Gogo - Not so much training as such but gives some hints and I really enjoy following Andrea's progress. Go the barefeet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FHOTD - Learned so much about conformation and breeding from her early posts, not so much now but credit given where credit is due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go-Lightly Fiction - Interesting perspective on riding and the horse world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Barb Wire - The way she trains her horses seems to be similar to what I want to acheive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horseproblems Australia - This guy has some good articles and tips. Keen to try his float loading technique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glenshee Equestrian Centre - Some really good tips and stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enlightened Horsemanship - Interesting news articles and training theories. Will be doing a bit of research into this T-Touch stuff but this could be bordering on a kool-aid thing I'm thinking. Also love her motto which is 'Mindfulness in horsemanship'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-7173022684295731659?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/7173022684295731659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/kool-aid.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7173022684295731659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/7173022684295731659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/kool-aid.html' title='Koolade'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2584333058192716650</id><published>2009-08-26T09:19:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:35:16.990+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SpRYPYK13NI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/myyA-dCqUs0/s1600-h/IMG_3972_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374017276569050322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SpRYPYK13NI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/myyA-dCqUs0/s320/IMG_3972_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Fox on a miserable day last year &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(I'm having to use old photos as my USB cable has ben stolen by my parter for his PS3 and now he's gone and lent it to his friend grrr) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a major storm last night. We got hit with everything, wind, driving rain, thunder and lightening. I spent half the night worrying about Fox and thinking this is a time when it would be really nice to have a warm, dry, safe stable to put my monster in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Of course when I got there this morning he was fine, but still I'm sure every horse owner can relate to the worry. It's still pretty windy today but the rain seems to have cleared off which Fox seems thankful for as it means he can be naked again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He was fully uncovered by September last year so I'm hoping it'll only be a couple more weeks before I can leave his cover off for good. He's still a bit on the light side so covering at night seems to still be a good option till he's put on a little more weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm hoping I'm going to be able to start riding again next week but after all this learning I've been doing, I think that is going to need a whole overhaul as well. Some of the things I've been doing I don't think are quite right. And now that there are no competitions that I can actually do, there is no pressure and we can start from scratch and work on this trust based training in the saddle too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2584333058192716650?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2584333058192716650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/storm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2584333058192716650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2584333058192716650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/storm.html' title='Storm'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SpRYPYK13NI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/myyA-dCqUs0/s72-c/IMG_3972_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2747034953264308423</id><published>2009-08-19T16:12:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:46:44.899+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakthrough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SpJSzpP8vPI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3y_EpqSCILA/s1600-h/IMG_3596_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373448352605977842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SpJSzpP8vPI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3y_EpqSCILA/s320/IMG_3596_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Fox in his winter woolies last year&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yay we've had a major breakthrough!!! Two even!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I mentioned in an earlier post we've had a few problems with Fox and picking up his feet, especially for the farrier. He will step, shove his foot down, resist and generally just be a rotten little man. Well big man really. So I've been picking up and picking out Fox's feet daily in preparation of the farrier coming to do Fox's trim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For the first week, I put aside half an hour a day. Before I went near Fox I would focus on being calm and patient, the last thing I wanted to do was get angry which would negate what I was trying to do. I started on his front feet which he is better with. I asked by gently pulling on fetlock until he picked his foot up. If he stepped I would keep my hand on his leg. I kept my hand on his leg till he reasiled I wasn't going to give up and he stood still. If he pulled his foot away, I would pick it up again till he let me hold it till I was ready for him to put it down. The first week was difficult and it took the full half hour. But Fox is a smart cookie and it wasn't long before he realised that just picking his feet up nicely was much easier then resistance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It only took three weeks before Fox was picking up his feet like he had never had never had a problem. But now came the big test. Would Fox behave for the farrier?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes he did. He was an angel!! The farrier was really impressed and said 'Oh maybe he's not such a bad guy after all.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our second breakthrough was not quite as significant but nice none the less. Normally when Fox isn't tied, he doesn't really want anything much to do with me unless I have food. But yesterday after putting his halter on, he stood still and let me brush him with his leadrope just slung over his neck. It was a really nice feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This trust thing seems to be working. Onwards and upwards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2747034953264308423?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2747034953264308423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/breakthrough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2747034953264308423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2747034953264308423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/breakthrough.html' title='Breakthrough'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SpJSzpP8vPI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3y_EpqSCILA/s72-c/IMG_3596_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-4957947115110863911</id><published>2009-08-18T11:41:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:33:47.799+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirrors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SopnG56Y3oI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Aj5HIKqkke0/s1600-h/IMG_4609_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371218873915334274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SopnG56Y3oI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Aj5HIKqkke0/s320/IMG_4609_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Fox and Al&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’ve been writing an assignment on Equine Assisted Psychotherapy for one of my papers and a common thread through them all is the fact that a horse is a mirror. If you approach a horse in way that is angry, fearful or disrespectful, the horse will immediately let you know by his body language that he knows how you are feeling. Even if you try and hide it, he knows. He may turn away, eat, or a number of other things that show he’s not interested in knowing you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is this going? It is how I was feeling and how Fox was reacting. Whenever I went into his paddock even if I would be feeling great, there would be an underlying current of anxiety, some days fear and towards the end, anger. Of course he didn’t want to be around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been so busy for the last few months with study and renovating the house that Fox has come last place. But for the last few weeks I have been making a conscious effort to spend time with him. There is no pressure, just hanging out. Every day, when I step out of my car I make my mind clear. Today is a new day, a fresh start. And it’s working. I’m calm and happy to be there and Fox is calm and happy for me to be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve only been able to ride about once a week but I think that has been beneficial too. I like spending time with Fox so I’ve had to think of other things to do but ride. Some days I just sit in Fox’s paddock and watch him and his paddock mate Al. Other days I just groom him. I’m starting to feel the connection we had when he first arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-4957947115110863911?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/4957947115110863911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/mirrors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4957947115110863911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/4957947115110863911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/mirrors.html' title='Mirrors'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SopnG56Y3oI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Aj5HIKqkke0/s72-c/IMG_4609_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2386967316221977446</id><published>2009-08-14T11:32:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:42:32.023+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Options</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SoSin8bs9sI/AAAAAAAAAJE/4RtSG970_sU/s1600-h/IMG_4240_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369595462853392066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SoSin8bs9sI/AAAAAAAAAJE/4RtSG970_sU/s320/IMG_4240_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Fox thinking "What on earth are you up to?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everyone who owns a horse has opinions on how a horse should be treated and trained. So there are as many theories as there are horse owners. Which doesn’t make it easy for me. Fox’s problems have propelled me onto the Internet, I read horse articles, blogs and forums, all in an attempt to find the magical button for Fox. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I think I’ve narrowed it down to four general opinions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If your horse doesn’t want to do something do whatever it takes to get him to do it including extreme cruelty &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You want your horse to be your buddy and to like you so you must be nice to him &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your horse needs to respect you as the alpha animal so you must behave as the alpha animal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You need to respect your horse and treat him with compassion and he needs to understand and trust you as an equal (I haven’t explained this one very well but the writers of Glenshee Equestrian Centre and Enlightened Horsemanship have done so a lot better than I.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I don’t agree with 1 or 2. I’ve probably been using 3 to some degree but I’m starting to think it’s not quite right. There is evidence that dominance based training doesn’t work and doing my canine behaviour paper and psychology papers made me realise that punishment will teach an animal something to a certain degree but it is much more effective to use positive reward for when they do things right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads to 4. This is an approach I guess I haven’t really tried and makes the most sense to me at the moment. It will take more research on how I can use this method with our particular problems but I think this is our next step. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2386967316221977446?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2386967316221977446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/fox-thinking-what-on-earth-are-you-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2386967316221977446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2386967316221977446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/fox-thinking-what-on-earth-are-you-up.html' title='Options'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SoSin8bs9sI/AAAAAAAAAJE/4RtSG970_sU/s72-c/IMG_4240_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-8308811667013213570</id><published>2009-08-13T17:31:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T17:36:26.180+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Realisations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SoOlt0_ZNdI/AAAAAAAAAI0/PKlzHZim7OE/s1600-h/IMG_2918_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369317387492996562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SoOlt0_ZNdI/AAAAAAAAAI0/PKlzHZim7OE/s320/IMG_2918_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fox having a munch&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all of the problems Fox has remained awesome under saddle. This is what has kept me persevering even though at times I have felt like selling him. On the ground it felt like a constant battle, Fox not standing still for grooming, bad with his feet, aggressive when lunging, super pushy at dinnertime and refusing to get in a float.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But riding has been great, Fox loves getting out and about and we seem to have a really good connection. This has also been part of my problem. I would rush through the hard bits, the grooming and the feet picking and ignore his bad manners to get to the riding. Obviously this didn’t help any of his problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first step to realising that something had to change was after a disastrous float loading session. I was off to a rodeo fun day organised by my old facility. (I know, not the type of thing you normally do with a big warmblood cross but I enjoyed barrel racing even though Fox was terrible at it)I didn’t make it. I was furious and upset. I blamed Fox, I blamed the float, I blamed my partners bad driving the last time we had moved Fox, I blamed everyone but myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I knew something had to change, but I still wasn’t looking in the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a month ago we had a particularly bad trimming session with the farrier. Fox would not stand still. He stood looking perfectly relaxed but every time the farrier went for one of his back feet, he would step. Step, step, step. I tried to make him stand still but he just got a look in his eye and at one point his front feet started to lift off the ground. I was so angry at Fox. He had been getting better for the farrier, why was he worse now? I felt like he had let me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised something, it was me. I had been letting my horse down not the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something really had to change...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-8308811667013213570?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/8308811667013213570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/realisations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8308811667013213570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8308811667013213570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/realisations.html' title='Realisations'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SoOlt0_ZNdI/AAAAAAAAAI0/PKlzHZim7OE/s72-c/IMG_2918_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2359141203712945845</id><published>2009-08-11T08:42:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T08:54:28.089+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The e-mails</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SoCIRdqkdxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nANYS_M2LCQ/s1600-h/IMG_3355_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368440589427963666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SoCIRdqkdxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nANYS_M2LCQ/s320/IMG_3355_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fox and I jumping tiny crossrails (yes I know, the wrong way)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what she had to say over a couple of e-mails.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very bad handler lady had him, he walked all over her and she was scared of him. this made him a very hard horse to handle. 17hh of missunderstanding coming at you.Came to me as he was too dangerous, Just did not understand the rules of engagement. Would attack when he was challenged and was Confussed about people, his face would be hit at every time he came in contact with people.It didnt take long to turn the corner I gave him strict rules and lots of touching,lunged him in a round pen, got him to back off me as I asked, and come in to me when I wanted him.retrained him under saddle and remouthed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fox had not been handled well prior to him coming out to me, The owner was very scared of him and he would be sedated every time she went riding or had his feet done or floated or groomed. she would call the local vet and he would go to her with sedative. When I brought him I was given 3 tubes of sedative APC which is illegal now. It came with him. I never used it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaah that explains so much. Thanks for telling me before I bought Fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headshyness – Check (though that only was a major problem for me when Fox was ill, most of the time he is fine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dislike of vets – Check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aggression when lunged – Check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General pushyness on the ground – Check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust issues - Check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I was upset that she hadn’t told me. I would have probably bought Fox anyway but I would have been much better prepared for the type of horse I was dealing with. I was so sure that I had asked all the right questions, he had been checked out by some very knowledgeable horse people but this is stuff that you can’t find out unless the seller discloses everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get me wrong, the seller cares a lot for Fox and is very glad I have him. We are still in contact and I e-mail her updates on Fox. But I wish she had told me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2359141203712945845?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2359141203712945845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/e-mails.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2359141203712945845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2359141203712945845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/e-mails.html' title='The e-mails'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SoCIRdqkdxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nANYS_M2LCQ/s72-c/IMG_3355_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-2490876223219159589</id><published>2009-08-06T20:02:00.008+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T09:24:13.928+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SnqUmG5FzCI/AAAAAAAAAIk/VnDssAnwNAI/s1600-h/IMG_2912_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366765288371375138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SnqUmG5FzCI/AAAAAAAAAIk/VnDssAnwNAI/s320/IMG_2912_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Fox a week after his arrival&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The first sign of trouble was at Fox’s first shoeing with me as his owner. Unfortunately I wasn’t there, the facility manager was though. Her report was that Fox was extremely difficult. He wouldn’t stand still and apparently tried to kick the farrier. He was fine with me picking out his hooves so I didn’t really understand what was going on. The manager suggested maybe Fox had some trust issues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next indication was lunging. Fox hated it. He would turn to face me with a wicked look in his eye and toss his head. I put it down to my inexperience as he was the first horse I had ever lunged so I obviously wasn’t doing it right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His ground manners left a bit to be desired, he was rather pushy but nothing that I didn’t feel I could handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding however, was mostly good. Initially Fox tried to evade the bit but soon settled into it. He was a bit stiff but that was understandable after so long out of work. He also had a wicked shy. He didn’t do it often but when he did, it was an impressive 180 degree spin in a split second. I fell more than once from those shies till I learned how to sit them. But generally we had a blast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Fox’s shoes were due again. Again I couldn’t be there but the manager was. This time Fox was such a prick that the farrier couldn’t even put the shoes onto his back feet. He managed to trim them but anything more was impossible. He said Fox was dangerous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This episode coincided with Fox getting ill with an undiagnosable problem. One of the symptoms of which was hypersensitivity which was attributed to him being so awful about his feet.You couldn’t even put a halter on without him freaking out. It was painful for me to watch him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was also when I found out about his fear/hatred of vets. He was especially afraid of the needle. The vet tried to take blood to run tests but Fox fought. He fought for nearly an hour. A twitch didn’t work, Fox would rear and pull it out of the vets hand. He threw his head around and even kicked out at one point. There were three of us, two strong men and I trying to get Fox to stand still for two seconds so that the vet could get the needle in. We had to give up. Fox wasn't going to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The vet came out again the next day. I couldn’t be there and I didn't really want to see as Fox was put in a crush. Thankfully the blood was taken with no problems. This illness was never identified but was eventually solved by putting Fox on a mycotoxin binder which he has to take all year round. The current theory is that he is highly sensitive to the toxin that casues ryegrass stagger but who knows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Fox’s extreme reaction to the vet and his shoeing problems I finally decided to contact the former owner. Boy did she have some surprises in store for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-2490876223219159589?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/2490876223219159589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/trouble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2490876223219159589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/2490876223219159589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/trouble.html' title='Trouble'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SnqUmG5FzCI/AAAAAAAAAIk/VnDssAnwNAI/s72-c/IMG_2912_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-3813449964488597905</id><published>2009-08-06T16:37:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:19:46.993+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Potential</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fox would have had so much potential as a youngster. His sire is Spoken in Jest who also sired &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tregonning&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt; sport horse. Spoken in Jest was awarded a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;principal&lt;/span&gt; stallion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;status&lt;/span&gt; with the New Zealand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Warmblood&lt;/span&gt; Horse Association and his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;grandsire&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Witzbold&lt;/span&gt; was a hugely influential Hanoverian sire that reached elite status. It makes me sad that his potential was wasted but then I guess I wouldn't have ended up with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366706972150005234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SnpfjqCc_fI/AAAAAAAAAIU/aV2THvVlVV0/s320/about-witzbold.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Witzbold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366706973619166546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SnpfjvgunVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Qyvcsdp3Z6E/s320/04hoyhain.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Merran &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hain&lt;/span&gt; winning Lady Rider of the Year on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tregonning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-3813449964488597905?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/3813449964488597905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/potential.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/3813449964488597905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/3813449964488597905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/potential.html' title='Potential'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SnpfjqCc_fI/AAAAAAAAAIU/aV2THvVlVV0/s72-c/about-witzbold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5620852479762530404.post-8483302802191021938</id><published>2009-08-05T13:25:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T14:03:10.685+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Fox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SnjnJfWTp5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/aQ8ByOxO5eA/s1600-h/IMG_3850_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366293106231846802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SnjnJfWTp5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/aQ8ByOxO5eA/s320/IMG_3850_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I first saw Fox on-line as I was browsing through horses for sale on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Trademe&lt;/span&gt; as I did on a regular basis. I was smitten. Fox looked like my dream horse. A 12 year old 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hh&lt;/span&gt; chestnut Hanoverian x &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thoroughbred&lt;/span&gt;. And even better, he had a big blaze and four white socks. I wasn't in a position to buy a horse at that stage so I looked wistfully at his photos and moved on. I couldn't stop looking though. Every week I would check to see if he was still for sale. Then one day he was gone. I was gutted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kept browsing and waiting till the right time came for me to buy a horse. I never saw one that grabbed my attention like Fox did though. Then one day, nearly a year after I first saw him, he was back on there. I had a deep sense of conviction that he was supposed to be mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A month later everything fell into place and I was able to start thinking about buying a horse. The first thing I did was e-mail his owner with a long list of questions. He had mostly been used as a farm hack and had was only just back in work after nearly a year off but the only bad thing she had to say was that he could pull a bit especially when he was going fast. No problem I thought, I can handle that. So we organised a time for me to ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day came and the weather was wild and windy but we couldn't postpone as he lived quite a ways away in Golden Bay. When I saw him in real life, he was better than his photos. He had a real presence. I wanted him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew it was the wrong thing to think, I should be shopping around, trying lots of horses out. But I didn't want any other horse, I wanted this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was a little head shy about being bridled but nothing major. His owner said he had always been like that, just didn't like the bridle being put on. No worries I thought again, I can handle that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ride was fantastic. We rode for two hours on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pakawau&lt;/span&gt; Beach. We trotted and cantered and galloped and jumped logs. Fox was awesome. His paces felt great, powerful and flowing. His jump was bold and strong. If I hadn't already been hooked, I would have been after that ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We organised a two week trial and after some trouble finding a truck to bring him over the hill, he arrived at the place he would be living. I was so excited and couldn't wait to ride him again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the dressage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;instructor&lt;/span&gt; first saw him, I was opening a gate on him. She gave me a look and said 'I hope that's not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; fancy dressage horse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; trying to open a gate on.' I laughed and said 'no he's just been a farm hack for the last 5 years'. But inside I was glowing. My horse looked like the real deal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The two weeks flew by, the decision was already made. Fox would be mine and I would be the proud owner of my very first horse!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had about three weeks of bliss hacking round the farm and doing some basic arena work then the first signs of trouble started appearing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5620852479762530404-8483302802191021938?l=lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/feeds/8483302802191021938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/fox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8483302802191021938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5620852479762530404/posts/default/8483302802191021938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithacrazyhorse.blogspot.com/2009/08/fox.html' title='Fox'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524344570955242756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/Sop8H-i7gSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H3SmJ8NVsMg/S220/IMG_4342_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqnnXUrmrPI/SnjnJfWTp5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/aQ8ByOxO5eA/s72-c/IMG_3850_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
