Cha'Cote first day out

Today was a big day. His first day out EVER. Again, he was captured wild as a 3yo, adopted a year and a half later, and sat in a stall for 5 /12 years, never to be halter broke. I broght him home on 1-1-10 and today 1-31-10, having only played with him on the weekends, he went for a mosey ate alot of grass and was a perfect gentleman. I cannot tell you how many times I know he was thanking me. I cried and 4 hours later I am still crying.

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Cha'cote's first Mosey

OMG, I couldn’t be happier than I am right now for Cha’cote. The weekend started out with a serious back slide. The rain has been relentless for two weeks. Clearly, since Cha’cote is wild and the only horse on the ranch with a real shelter, he has no blanket to keep him dry…..or un-muddy, as I have discovered he is quite pleased with himself now that he can make a complete and utter pig of himself when he so chooses. Saturday started with me going in to catch him and him acting like a wild horse again. I was worried at first, but had confidence that it wouldn’t last long. He said, I wanna be a wild horse….I said….let me help you with that. I went and got a plastic bag and attached it to the carrot stick. It was part of my “test” anyways that he would need to pass in order to get OUT. So I turned the wild horse session into a “controlled catastrophe” learning experience. What fun that was. He was spinning and ducking and striking, rearing, kicking, shaking and so forth. But it was required to see if I could control him and keep him with me during a crisis. If he gets away from me outside, I am terrified he will not see the wire fence and go thru it. So of course I could NOT keep his attention on me, and it took a few bumps on the nose, and some hard shakes of the lead line. While he did NOT really ever accept the bag, he did calm down quite a bit and he did finally accept to turn to me for leadership, which is what I wanted accomplished. There is always another day to work on such a scary object. Right now, the most important thing for him is to have a life, we will conquer the bag down the road. After the bag session, we just hung out together until his breathing was back to normal. When I left, he wasted no time destroying all the hard work I put into brushing all the mud off. In the end, he was muddier than when we started. Sunday was met with it’s own challenges for the day. I went to watch a horse show with my best friend and we talked a lot about me wanting to take him out. How I wanted a plan and needed confidence in my self and him, in order to take the risk. I didn’t feel at the time of our conversation that the time was right, though the desire was certainly there. She came over to watch me play with him a little and she even came in with us and he let her hold the rope and pet him. Though cautious, I was proud that he didn’t freak out and by the end was putty in her hands too. I showed her all his new tricks, and how well he is doing them all now. She left and I had a conversation with my self about whether or not today is the day. The way I saw it, there were only 3 possible out comes, leaving them each a 33% chance of happening. 1. It could go horribly wrong, and he needs to be put down. 2. It could be relatively non disastrous, with him spooking a shying and me keeping him under control, but sucking on a darviset lollipop to go to sleep. 3. It could be a wondrous brady bunch moment, completely uneventful. I told myself that no matter what, I will be nervous to do it, even if I wait a year. It was time to have faith in what I have taught him and confidence in myself that I can handle whatever situation comes my way. With a lot of butterflies in my stomach, I decided to try it. I went to the house and got my 22’ line and my gloves….no learn burn required today. We ran through a quick reminder of the 7 games and then I opened the gate. He did not rush thru it…Yay! Then I started to lead him, and he stopped on the imaginary line where the gate once was. He had a definite mental block, and couldn’t go thru. I know part of it is the claustrophobia squeezing thru the gate, but it’s a 12’ gate. He just didn’t know he could do it. One inch at a time….literally and we finally got thru. No blasting thru, got to the other side and just stood there. He looked around as if he had been dropped off by a space ship on another planet. He was quietly and inquisitively looking around, and when I walked off, he quietly followed. I was stunned. Though I quickly disengaged him to let him know the same rules apply outside. No problem for him, apparently he had no plans for bucking the system…pun intended. He never once spooked or shied. He is also a trash compactor, eating all the weeds, roots, dirt, pine needles and leaves, spitting nothing out. I am sure, once he gets used to it again, he will have the discerning palate of Kentucky bred king. He appeared quite grateful and put his head in my “lap” many times. Somehow it didn’t feel like he was looking for reassurance, but more like a huge thank you. I cried…and cried…and cried. I was so happy for him, that while I cannot release him back in the wild, he is no longer a prisoner. He has been pardoned, but will for ever be on probation. I cannot think of any better gift to give him. I think he finally realized the purpose to all that we have done. When the sun was close to setting for the day, he did not want to cross the line back into his corral. I can’t blame him. So we just went in and out, with a mouth full of grass in between. As is becoming his pattern by the 5th time he got it, and we called it a night. I came in straight away to make my movie. I added some emotional effects to it. and a really sappy song, so I could cry like a baby for years to come.
Freedom On
Michelle

Week 3 Meeting herd & Figure 8

So here are the pics from day one of figure 8. Today he actualy GOT the idea of the send, and we mageged to finsh up, doing two straight repetitions of fig 8 without stopping. Of course I had no batteries left in the camera....Dangit! Also meeting the herd for first time, everyone one was good, and of course the two whores are in LOVE!

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L1 Online basically done

This week has brought some depressing downpours of rain. I couldn’t do anything with him, not even a little undemanding time. Everything is pea soup here. I noticed the blues are running rampant thru the herd, so a much needed turn out was in order for the girls. I had put them on hold for the grazing because I didn’t want them to upset Cha’cote until he was very comfortable with his home and me. Just as I suspected they would, they all run straight away to him and scared the crap out of him. He spun and ran into his shelter and would not come out. They did everything they could to get his attention, and he would have no part of them. After about an hour, I went in with him and haltered him and brought him to the fence to meet everyone. He almost touched noses with Snookie once or twice, and over all I was pleased with everyone’s behavior. Certainly a nice sunny day grazing, chased away the cloudy blues. I just felt sorry for Cha’cote that he couldn’t join them. He learned to take carrots in small pieces from my hand and he was quite grateful for the treats. We got a really good start in the figure 8 pattern, though it was tough for him to understand. I started with leading him in the pattern, which progressed to being able to do one circle to the right, stop, straighten him out, then one circle to the left, stop, straighten and begin again. By Sunday he was really starting to get the “send” and a phase 1-2 from the stick. We ended the weekend being able to do 2 full revolutions of the figure 8, though choppy at best. I pray for him that next weekend we/I will be confident enough to take him out.
Till Next week,
Savvy On,
Michelle

Parelli Horsenalities .. Hilarious!

I made this after my friend took me out to see my horses after my surgery from the car accident. she took 600pics and I had 6 wks off work! The video speaks for it self.

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wk2 pt2 7 games

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Week 2 Part 1

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Mustang Makeover day 10

It's halter day! Progress after just a day and a half being at home!

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No Sweat....No Poop?

So after being with him all afternoon, I have an interesting observation to share. He didn't sweat or poop during the whole ordeal. I know he was terrified being put in the trailer, and at the very least, "unconfident" in the trailer for a 45min drive. He was dry when he got out of the trailer and there was no poop. Then I thought about it, he didn't poop the whole 2hrs during the loading process. He then did not poop till later in the eve. So no poop from 10a to 6pm. He did not appear stressed at all once home. This morn there is a nice heaping mound for me....BTW he is a tidy pooper, one spot only.... My older TB mare has severe trailer issues and no matter how cold or confident she is, she still has the usual nervous sweat pattern and water poop when trailering. I have been around alot of nervous horses in my day, and most (untill today I thought ALL) horses have the usual sweat pattern when nervous. He had NONE. Not even a little around his ears. Right now he is a perfect right brain horse and has dots equally between intro and extro. Something odd to lick and chew about for sure, though I doubt I will ever have an answer. So I thought I would share.
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Michelle

He's finally home...great progress!

OMG....today was the big day. Shelter is built, corral built....time to come home. Getting him in the trailer was going to be the issue....and was the issue. I wanted to try the slow way first, trailer at the end of the barn, but it was a no go. The barn owner suggested we make a shute with the panels and squeze him in. I was not happy with it, but with an unhaltered, untamed mustang, he left us no choice. I was terrified one or all of us was going to get hurt. I left it in the hands of the "expert" and he finally was in. The whole ordeal, my way plus her way, plus shute construction took an hour and a half. He didn't make a peep all the way home. He came out with out incident, loved grazing on the grass in his corral, something he hasn't done for 7yrs, and generally did not seem upset. Whew. I spent most of the after noon with him, and was able to make huge progress. I brushed and cut his mane (unsalvagable) touched him with my hands for the first time down his right front foot to the hoof, and all the way down his back and rump! He lets me walk right up to him now and pet him straight away. I think this is the best thing that has happened to him since he was kidnapped from his freedom 7 yrs ago.

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Michelle

Haltering Demo

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Mustang Make Over Day 7

This is day 7 of working with the Mustang. It is the first day he has ever had a halter on in 6yrs with humans and the first day anyone has been on his left side.

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White Whale Harpooned!....12-21-09

Now for getting the beast in the boat by getting that halter on! I got the rope around his neck today and managed to get on that left side today. It was a a hilarious sight to see me fumbling with the rope, stick ,string and carbiner clip. I hoped to just be able to throw the rope over his back and work it up to his neck and fasten the clip. Not. So I threaded it through the end of the carrot stick and tossed it over utill he was comfortable with it enough to let me grab the other end then he blasted away. It was several attempts into it before I got the feel for it. my arm was tired from lobbing that heavy not over his back so many times. But once caught, he was surprisingly light to the aids. He was leading well off the rope, lowering his head well and then I attempted the dreaded (his dread not mine) left side. Wooo Hooo was that a bit explosive. make no mistake....this IS a WILD horse. He was very adamant about me NOT being on that side. I was able to toss the string over his back a few times and drive his face away a few time. When he leaves....it is lightning fast. All I can say is that I am thankfull for all the practice of closing hands slowly and opening hands quickly. That woulda been one HELL of a Learn Burn! I am happy for Cha'Cote that he finally has a second chance at a good life with humans. Today, after I went in to his stall, left to open round pen and came back....He actually walked halfway to me, waited for me to open the stall door and didn't make me go in to shoo him out. His flight path through the barn is lower and slower now, but a trot still none the less. It is finally suppose to rain tommorow...we both could use a break. He has had two days off in the last 9 days. Although I think I may go out and spend some undemanding time with him while it is raining. In his stall though. He is not going to get off that easy. He has been doing that for years. This is his last chance. Oh...and I brought him a bucket to bring him some grain. He bit me twice yesterday when I tried to hand feed him. He tried to get in and get out so fast he missed the treat all together. Anyways on his way back to his stall, he saw that bucket and hit the brakes like a reining cow horse winning a medal for a sliding stop. snorted at it and went into his stall. I dumped the grain and stepped back and he was soooo sceptical of that bucket. He came in....by way of approach and retread with alot of low snorting and then he dive bombed the bucket and was gone so fast I know he only got one pellet in his lips and then tried to suck in, but his lips were so tight he couldn't. Finally he decided it was safe and ate his special treat much to the despise of his stable mates!
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Michelle

Tower request fly by....helicopter ...Check...12-19-09

Cha'Cota's owner met me out there today. She was very imressed with his progress. How could I ask for more? We had a nice quite session. I brought my son, but forgot my video camera...DOH! So I pulled out my phone and had my 11yo son take 49 43sec vid's over an hour and half. He did such a good job filming but the Quality was...well let's just say....not optimal. Not fun to copy and paste in the phone and then upload and edit. BUT, I now have some footage for you to view. Check out his page for pics and video's.

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 So back to his progress. Today was the first day he faced me in his stall. I used the carrot stick for the first time. When he saw it, he jumped out of his skin. He is overly hyper aware of everything! But he settled into it nicely and ended up yeilding to the pressure on his poll from the string and leading and lowering his head. We got to experience the extreme friendly game slapping the ground and helicopter, all on the right side of course. I was able to play friendly game with the string on his face, but still no hand on the bridge of his nose. Kandi is coming with me tomorrow and will tape me some more and I will attempt to get a rope around his neck and get on that left side. he did start to show me a little of his left eye by staring at me straight on and one time when he disengaged he crossed my path with the left eye as well. He is a great little guy and he is fullfilling a life long dream for me of taming a wild mustang.
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Michelle

A matter of Trust 12-18-09

In trying to explain to less knowledgeable horse owners why their horse is afraid when they are so nice to the horse. It dawned on me today, as Che’Cote’s owner is a 14yo girl who has had him a year, with little success and thus given up. She is not the first human to give up on him, but she was able to brush him a little and give him carrots. After having played with him for a week now, I give her a lot of credit. He must have liked her but not trusted her with his safety. Some may ask, why he would trust her enough to let her brush him but not enough to put the halter on. Being that he needs such strong leadership, I know that is the answer, but how do you explain it to someone who does not know what leadership is.
This is what I came up with.
I like my 11yo son, he is a pretty cool kid. Annoying at times, we have different interests. He likes WWE Smack down, I like horses. It is agonizing to watch it with him, but I do it for him. But just because I do that, does not mean I will trust him to let him drive my car. I trust him to start a fire in the fire place when we are home, but not when he is home alone. I like my son, I even love my son, but I would not expect him to be able to protect me against an attacker. If you think about it, we all know people that we like as friends, but we wouldn't trust them to watch our kids, balance our check book, or with a deep dark juicy bit of gossip! Most people think, in respect to being told their horse doesn’t trust them, automatically think that we mean the horse thinks they will hurt them. And sometimes this is the case, but in most cases it is just that the horse doesn’t trust you to protect them. They also may not trust your judgment. This comes about usually when you ask your horse to do something and they end up getting scared or hurt. So it is vital to set things up in a way to prove to your horse that he can trust not only you, your ability to protect him, but your ability to have good ideas as well. The more times we can have our horse do something that works out well for him the more likely he is to trust us. But it only takes one lapse of good judgment to for him to think “I knew I couldn’t trust you”. So if you don’t know what leadership is and are having problems with your horse….you need to learn and fast. If you do know what it is and are having problems you need to look at your ideas and do they not work out so great for him in the end. An example would be asking him to side pass over a barrel, you don’t keep him lined up very good, he ends up getting a leg caught on it and the barrel flings up at him and scares him or he gets hurt. He will blame you, as it was your idea. Thus causing him to question all your ideas. Eventually he will take the responsibility for navigating such things, but until your skills are good enough, he will blame you. Some horses aren’t so judge mental toward us, but those are the ones that aren’t lacking your trust causing you to seek answers.
Trust, Respect and Admiration are seperate but intertwined. Have you looked at yours lately?
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Michelle

No Halter yet...but maybe Liberty 12-17-09

Would you believe it did NOT rain….AGAIN! It was suppose to be winter storming all week. Why couldn’t it have NOT rained when I tried to take Ochi over the pass? And it is not suppose to rain again until Monday. None the less, I took advantage of the clear sky and visited Mr. mustang again. I talked to his owner today and convinced her to change his name. I told her it is bad Ju-Ju to name a wild horse after violent explosives. We put our heads together and came up with a name. Che’Cote after a famous, peace making Creek Indian Nation Leader….also a character on Star-Trek Voyager (Don’t even get me started on my love of Star-Trek). It seems to fit him well, and maybe he can become a brave soul like his new name sake, rather than living up to his old one!
I only spent a half hour with him, it was foggy and I knew it would be a bad drive home. We quickly reviewed all the previous days lessons and upped the anti by 2. I managed to get the lash of the lunge whip around his nose and taught him to give to pressure and take a few steps forward and to the side, add that to the online list….and to the Liberty list….we can add backing up. Yes he backed a few steps with me at his side facing the same direction.
So I have to remark on what “I” have learned during this last week. Sometimes we can soooo think that we are not being a predator or thinking like a predator. We have our own time schedules to keep, and want everything to go as quickly as possible, but with in reason. Then something happens to make you see that you were. I kept saying, “I know if I could just get the halter on, we could progress so fast”. While that still rings true, I wouldn’t have learned just what I am capable of….without a halter. It definitely forced me, to go by HIS time table, to have a dazzling explosion if I blasted through a threshold, and another if I stayed quiet too long. I have had to think…..think….and think some more about possible ways of getting that halter on. Ways that are within my capabilities, unlike a lariat. Heck, at this point, I am thinking that we could go quite a ways up the liberty ladder, with out a halter at all. And that just may be my plan. Keep picking at the halter, but in the mean time, shoot for the stars at liberty. Seriously, let’s not get lost in the clouds. But who knows, I think I will give it a try.
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Michelle

Nailed a Horsenality down 12-16-09

Completely in fashion with the season, the weather man cannot predict the weather. It did not rain, so I paid the mustang another visit. It is vital for his success that I get as many sessions done in a row that I can. A gap at this point will only mean a back slide. Maybe not a big one, but a back slide none the less. I wish I had a video camera as it seems I have never been able to capture on video any of my initial work with difficult horses. Only the images in my head remain. Anyways, I started out in his stall again, and was able to get to the point where we left off last night in only a few short minutes, tossing the whip over his back and legs and petting his neck. I sent him out to the round pen and he immediately faced up and begged not to have to run around. He only walked more than 5 feet away from me one time, went ¼ lap and came right back. I was able to get my hand on his poll and teach him to lower his head. I was also able to get to his left side about 10ft away at a 45 degree angle to his shoulder. He would let me stand there for a minute then walk to me. As long as I don’t show him my palm, I can walk right up to him and pet him now. And last night was the first night, that I can recall ever seeing him blink at all. He had a huge lick chew session, where he actually rolled his eyes back in his head. Was the first time he yawned and opened his mouth when he lick and chewed. It lasted about 2 minutes.I was just filling out the horsenality chart for him. It is hard to tell with a wild, scared to death horse. I wasn’t sure if he was more of a right brain introvert or extrovert and now I know why. He has 7 dots in each quadrant. However ALL of his dots in the RBE are in the extreme range (a couple I even put on the super extreme) and in the RBI quadrant, 3 are in the mild/moderate. As far as the Left brain side, he has 2 dots in the LBE and none in the LBI. I have also looked again at the strategies for both RBI/E and thought about how he has reacted to my attempts at both. Based on his reactions to RBI strategies, he does not respond well to me be being really quiet , slow , soft and waiting. It seems to scare the bageezers out of him. On the other hand, While it is too soon to determine what he will be when he becomes confident, I suspect it will be an LBE with RBI tendencies, which is probably why I am drawn to him. I tend not to be drawn to, in fact I with-drawl from, introverts. He reminds me of our little Shetland Spirit who is an RBI with LBE tendencies.Being that he seems to be in the extrovert category, he will always need STRONG leadership. And this little guy was so lacking any leader ship for so long, it is no wonder that he is so scared. There are a lot of gentled mustangs there. But he is a hard case. Besides his natural un-gentled behavior, some of his behavior is learned. He has 5 yrs of out lasting a predator and watching humans give up and go away. He was round penned and not asked/allowed to disengage and come in, so staying out there is what he thinks he is suppose to do. At times over the last 5 yrs he has had someone who was able to brush him on his right side and feed him carrots. My biggest concern at this point is those feet. One front hoof is quite long and low, the other is short and high. Since I trim all my horse’s feet myself, I dare to think of how hard this will be to get done. Since the car accident I cannot be bent over for long and usually one hoof will do me in for the day. But, one thing at a time…….gotta get that halter on!
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Michelle

Mustang Breakthrough 12-15-09

Wow! What a difference a day makes. I did some homework/research and confirmed my next brilliant idea before trying it out on said mustang. I decided to try some pole training with him and use my 22' line. Wasn't sure if I was going tonight as we just can't trust any weather people around here. Turns out it wasn't raining when I got off work so I headed out there. I was planning on just using my rope as I had no pole. I saw a longer lunge whip when I got there, so grabbed it to usher him from his stall. But when he decided NOT to leave the stall, I went with it. "You want to stay here? Great me too" "Lets play friendly instead" So I carefully positioned my self and started to rhythmically toss the whip over his back or what ever else I could reach. I will admit, I was very cautious as I was afraid of being trampled or him spinning and kicking me. He freaked out at first. You woulda thought I was tossing a rattle snake at him. I darted out of the way a few times, though he never came at me. After about 50 or so tosses, he was ok with it, so I started rubbing him on his back and neck with the stiff part. Then I started to bounce it on his neck. Then rubbing it on his face as I took it away. I was able to toss it around his back legs without him giving a swift kick to object. I was pleased and sent him into the round pen. He did not run thru the barn in a fractious panic this time, but trotted none the less. I stayed in his stall for about a minute, hoping that after a few repititions of not being chased thru the barn he may choose to travel at a walk at some point. Once there, he was attentive, and eager to face up and not run. But once I started to approach and retreat he thought working might be a good idea, so I helped him with that too. I used more pressure than he wanted, and decided if that was his choice he would have to go to the left and look at me with that eye. He didn't want to do that, so becoming a partner was a good idea. He was disengaging on the right like a pro, letting me touch him quickly and for much longer, AND I was also able to toss the whip over his back and have him not leave. Not the fist time of course, but by the end I was almost leading him with it over his neck as I was disengaging him. At the very end, he was standing close to me, both facing same direction, and he was letting me stoke his jaw, with my fingers up on the left side of his face. He even offered to look toward me, a teeny bit of porcupine accomplished, and I quit when he took a tiny step closer to me while I was stroking. I was a tender quiet moment that made me fall in love with him. I walked away and opened the pen, he softly trotted into the barn, and rather than make a b-line for his stall. I let him explore the barn and find a few bits of hay laying around and then asked him to go to bed. I walked in with him. Tossed the whip over his back a few times, stroked his neck, and left. Heaven. The halter is still my white whale. But I didn't feel frustrated at all tonight, in fact I left with HOPE on the brain. Wish it wasn't going to rain for the next few days. I hate to let a back slide in. I wish he could be here for me to play with more consistently. But wishing won't change anything. All I can do, is not get greedy or let my genetic predatory responsed kick in next time. I think I will dream pleasent dreams tonight.
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Michelle

Stick with what you know...when you don't know..12-14-09

It is not raining today, so I figure I better go and play with this mustang as it is suppose to rain again tommorow. I have a plan to do the friendly game with my lariat, then make a loop in it and hopefully get it over his head. Hmm, I smell a predator and I am not the only one. I start by sending him to the round pen and then getting those feet moving with the lariat. All is going well but as I start to get close to him with it, he wanted no part of it. Not to mention, I have no idea what I did to it, but lariat won't coil right. It's like a slinky that has been played with by a two year old. I coil it and ....boing....it won't stay. Now I am starting to get tangled up in it. It seemed to just be getting in my way with him as well. Frustration set in, so I chucked it over the fence. Now back to business. By the end of the session though he was disengaging and facing up on his right side pretty good and he was coming off the fence by about two lengths. And more willing to let me pet him on his right side. I also noticed that he has been sent around in the round pen to death with ever asking/allowing him to come in. I had to put a little more pressure than I would have liked in order to make looking at me seem like a good idea. He still doesn't want to look at me with the right eye, but at least we made two laps with out him trying to stop and turn around. All in all, progress was made albiet in small incriments. I did leave feeling a bit disapointed as I know we can make great progress with a halter. And I am feeling a bit like this may be more of a project than I have the desire to take on right now. I have four horses at home that are not getting any play time due to the weather. Hmmm, I guess I have some thinking to do.
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Michelle

Playing with a mustang 12-12-09

So a friend called me and asked for help. She got herself in over her head and has a mustang that is supposedly somewhat gentled but not halter broke and they need to re-home him. I said I would help get him halter broke so he could find him a new home. Of course never having gentled a true wild horse, I made no gaurantee. I told her I would come and and play with him and see what happens. So as only my luck would have it, it was raining, and I had a christmas party to go to right after. But aint no little bit of water gonna scare me. So I played with him for about an hour. I was told he would do better in the round pen than in his stall as he hasn't been touched in there much and is more comfortable in a larger space. So he was sent through the barn to round pen and we got under way. He wanted no part of me and certainly no part of being touched. That's when I found out he hasn't had anything done with him for months and it was only on his right side to about his withers. I did alot of approach and retreat and in the end he let me touch him a few times on his cheek and neck. Of course he will not even look at me with the left eye. I didn't make a big deal about anything as out in the rain is not the ideal first date. After about an hour, I quit when he let me touch him and it started to pour. It was raining so hard we couldn't even hear each other talking in the barn. I was soaked down to my panties. Luckily when I got to my friends house she had her flat iron and blow dryer plugged in for me. All in all it was a good first meeting, and it let me know, getting the halter on him will be my white whale. I will get back as often as I can, as she lives a distance away, and as weather permits.
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Michelle