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The new girl in the pasture

March 19th, 2010 · 2 Comments · Horses

Jen got a gorgeous new mare the other day and she was delivered early evening.  Since it was too close to nightfall and we wanted to work with her the next day, I stuck her in the small pasture for the evening and figured I’d put a buddy in with her for company.  I tried to grab our middle level gelding, Fire, because I knew he’d flirt with her all night and get all the other horses jealous.  But, as with any new horse arriving on the farm, the herd was all riled up and I wasn’t about to catch anyone to get them separated.  Walking into a tightly bunched herd of horses is scary, even for me, so I took the only one who was more interested in breaking with herd mentality and checking to see if I had brought any treats to the pasture, Silver.

We knew what would happen.  Silver’s main interest is in food and she could care less about a new girl.  Most horses, upon meeting other horses, will sniff each other for hours and then run around showing off.  Not Silver.  She touches noses with a new horse and then squeals like a stuck pig, looks around for a tree to hide behind (or me if I happen to be standing there) and finally, heads for the hay but squeals anytime the other horse gets close and tries to do anything remotely like, well, a normal horse.  So all night long we listened to Silver squeal and whinny to Buck, our lead gelding, to come get her out the pasture with this new girl.  She’s a total embarrassment to horses all over.

Here she is guarding the hay pile and shooing the new girl away.

And yes, that’s about 3″ of dried mud all over her body.  I’ve got company coming today with children who are wanting to ride a horse so guess what I get to do for about five hours this morning?

The next morning we put her in the roundpen for a while and then called the horses up to get to know her.

Buck showed up first and came into the corral alone for her first introduction.  The others made a move to enter the corral but he quickly told them clearly to stay out until he checked her out.  Hey, as the lead gelding, that’s his prerogative.

She came closer to the humans for a little reassurance when the big boy showed up.  But she new what was expected and complied.

She walked by him with her head down and then stopped when he told her to.

She stood completely still for his first inspection.

After several minutes and lots of sniffing parts of a horse I’d never want to sniff, he allowed the others to come up to the fence for a get-to-know-ya.

Blue, Tess, and Fire came right over to meet her.

Lots of nose sniffing!

She’s smells good!  Can she come out to play?

She turned around for the, uh, other  inspection.  Man, horses are strange I tell ya.

Tell was politely explaining just who is the Head Bitch In Charge around here.

At this point our clueless wonder mare, Smoke, hasn’t even realized there’s a new horse and Cartman, Jen’s 34 year old mustang, looked up and realized there was an intruder about 20 feet from his hay.

He took an instant dislike to her.

After about an hour we turned her out so they could get all the running over with.  To our surprise, Cartman was the only one who seemed to have a problem with her – both Tess and Buck just stood back and watched.

 

 

This went on for a couple of hours and, three days later, he’s still running her off.  She’ll find her place in the herd over the next couple of weeks and in the meantime, she sure looks beautiful running through the pasture.

Oh!  You might be asking just where Silver was during all this commotion…..

Well she was delicately working around the hotwires to get some fresh spring grass.  Or doing horse-yoga, whichever you choose to believe.

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