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glenatronAfter moving last week, Joe got to go and share a field with the girls he is going to be living with in future, Cheyenne, a very sweet welsh mare rescued from a very bad start in life and Kerin's Lottie, a beautiful Trakehner who has turned up frequently on this journal in the past.
Down at the bottom of the field, Cheyenne quite wants to bully him.
Joe's body language here indicates he doesn't wish to be bullied by Cheyenne : )
Joe does an impression of a patchy explosion, Lottie doesn't want to talk to Joe, but much more than that she doesn't want Cheyenne to talk to Joe.
Running up the hill in a line.
And a wheel around together.
Charging along the top of the field, much to the displeasure of the people who were having a lesson in the school adjoining the field. In fairness, we had suggested they postpone for five minutes while we put the ponies out, the original plan had been to let them out together before lessons began but, as happens so frequently, a late farrier threw a spanner into the works.
Peace breaks out.
Once the ponies were happy together we went off on an adventure to look at baby horses. Kerin, who runs the yard Joe is at now, is thinking about taking on a young horse from Bluewood Trakehners so we all went off together to meet the filly in question.
Unfortunately it was a bit dark by the time we arrived at the stud and I don't have a good picture of the filly that Kerin is thinking about getting, partly because she is black and too young to be interested in standing still, but I did get a little tiny bit of video of her moving in the school:
She's only two and almost unhandled but a very sweet natured little horse, we were all agreed that with that kind of movement ( and with this kind of dad ) she has a pretty good chance of making a truly top-flight dressage horse, which could work out a very good match as with her skill as a trainer and rider and the way she is improving at the moment Kerin could make a truly top-flight dressage rider.
Having seen the small horse in question we then went with the yard owner to put her back in her field and do a little tour of the facility. She lives out with an older horse and a little herd of young ones in an absolutely huge field where they get to have very natural lives.
Big field, small horses.
We cut back through the field belonging to Humphrey. He is about three months old and for a small horse he has an absolutely huge personality, playful, nosey and very friendly indeed. He came rushing over, with his mum in tow, to niffle at us, tweak our clothes and try to steal our trousers. He even played a very neat trick involving being very attention seeking at Kerin so mum could sneak up behind her and rifle her pockets.
Humphrey. A little blurry because it was very nearly dark and Humphrey really couldn't see why standing still was necessary when there were new friends to play with.
In a few years he will either be the most amazing horse ever or almost totally unhandleable, depending on who he ends up with and the type of training he gets. Right now he is just adorable.
After we got back we went to meet the stallions, two of whom came across as sweet natured while the other, Tycoon exhuded presence and masculinity to an intimidating degree. Being over 17hh with a massive crest certainly added to the impression, as did the way he poked his head over the door to see us for a moment then dismissed us as insignificant and went to look out of his window. He was pretty much exactly my image of what a stallion is supposed to be like but I really wouldn't want to handle him.
It was a fantastic place to visit and I think the only reason we didn't steal a small ginger foal there and then was that none of us had big enough pockets...
Down at the bottom of the field, Cheyenne quite wants to bully him.
Joe's body language here indicates he doesn't wish to be bullied by Cheyenne : )
Joe does an impression of a patchy explosion, Lottie doesn't want to talk to Joe, but much more than that she doesn't want Cheyenne to talk to Joe.
Running up the hill in a line.
And a wheel around together.
Charging along the top of the field, much to the displeasure of the people who were having a lesson in the school adjoining the field. In fairness, we had suggested they postpone for five minutes while we put the ponies out, the original plan had been to let them out together before lessons began but, as happens so frequently, a late farrier threw a spanner into the works.
Peace breaks out.
Once the ponies were happy together we went off on an adventure to look at baby horses. Kerin, who runs the yard Joe is at now, is thinking about taking on a young horse from Bluewood Trakehners so we all went off together to meet the filly in question.
Unfortunately it was a bit dark by the time we arrived at the stud and I don't have a good picture of the filly that Kerin is thinking about getting, partly because she is black and too young to be interested in standing still, but I did get a little tiny bit of video of her moving in the school:
She's only two and almost unhandled but a very sweet natured little horse, we were all agreed that with that kind of movement ( and with this kind of dad ) she has a pretty good chance of making a truly top-flight dressage horse, which could work out a very good match as with her skill as a trainer and rider and the way she is improving at the moment Kerin could make a truly top-flight dressage rider.
Having seen the small horse in question we then went with the yard owner to put her back in her field and do a little tour of the facility. She lives out with an older horse and a little herd of young ones in an absolutely huge field where they get to have very natural lives.
Big field, small horses.
We cut back through the field belonging to Humphrey. He is about three months old and for a small horse he has an absolutely huge personality, playful, nosey and very friendly indeed. He came rushing over, with his mum in tow, to niffle at us, tweak our clothes and try to steal our trousers. He even played a very neat trick involving being very attention seeking at Kerin so mum could sneak up behind her and rifle her pockets.
Humphrey. A little blurry because it was very nearly dark and Humphrey really couldn't see why standing still was necessary when there were new friends to play with.
In a few years he will either be the most amazing horse ever or almost totally unhandleable, depending on who he ends up with and the type of training he gets. Right now he is just adorable.
After we got back we went to meet the stallions, two of whom came across as sweet natured while the other, Tycoon exhuded presence and masculinity to an intimidating degree. Being over 17hh with a massive crest certainly added to the impression, as did the way he poked his head over the door to see us for a moment then dismissed us as insignificant and went to look out of his window. He was pretty much exactly my image of what a stallion is supposed to be like but I really wouldn't want to handle him.
It was a fantastic place to visit and I think the only reason we didn't steal a small ginger foal there and then was that none of us had big enough pockets...
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Date: 14 Oct 2007 22:41 (UTC)no subject
Date: 14 Oct 2007 22:48 (UTC)He was incredibly cute! His reaction to us appearing in his field was to jump up and down on the spot wtih excitement before charging over to mug us!
I want!!!!
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Date: 14 Oct 2007 22:52 (UTC)no subject
Date: 15 Oct 2007 19:18 (UTC)its because joe is coloured ;)
*oo pony racism!*
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Date: 15 Oct 2007 23:07 (UTC)