My Foxy- A New Beginning

After I lost Ricky, I decided I needed a new horse right away, before I had too much time to think about it. I needed to get back up in the saddle as soon as possible.

We looked at several horses the next couple of weeks. I had just looked at this little sorrel mare a friend of ours had for sale. At first sight, I thought she was way too short and I really didn’t want another sorrel, but even through her heavy winter coat, I could tell she was built right. I wasn’t sure about her and so decided to continue looking.

That night I had a dream that I was riding my Ricky. I was team penning, like we always did, and suddenly he was so amazing! He was hooked on the cow better than ever before! My attention went to the ears that were pinned on the cow we were cutting, and instead of Ricky’s dark chestnut ears, I saw little sorrel ears! It was that sorrel mare we had looked at the day before! Okay, I had to buy her..

Yeah, maybe that is a crazy way to decide on my next mount, but it all worked out… eventually.

My friend who sold me Foxy told me that “She never offered to buck.” I don’t know if she ever did offer to buck with him, (being 250#’s and her being about 700#’s) but she went straight up the first time I ever got on her! That was not all,.. She was terrible with her hind end. Anyone who came in striking distance, she would cow kick! She didn’t do any of this, before, when I went to look at her.

Well I have dealt with horses that bucked before, just not ones that were that good at it! This is the point that I really got good at my ground work. Every time I felt her tense up and seen those ears get all pinned back, I would jump off and work her from the ground. I had to get her to flex and disengage, move forward, backwards, and around me until she relaxed. Then I would hop on and try it again. This is the way it went for several months and again every time I had been off her for a while, even still.

Now with the kicking issue, it resolved it’s self. She had gotten an abscess shortly after I brought her home. For some reason she let me soak her foot and doctor her twice daily without any fuss. It took a while for her to trust anyone else to be around her hind end, but she never did it to me again. I think she knew I was helping her. There is no other explanation for it.

Since then Foxy and I have become a great partnership. She has blown me away with her ability to cut a cow out of a herd efficiently. Yes it ended up just like my dream in the end. She is sure footed and confident on the trail, and my daughter won second place in Western Pleasure on her. Now we are working on competing in barrels and poles, and she is doing great! I will let you know in future postings how that goes, and what we learn from it.
Reining (Western Horseman Books)

Over Confident to Humble

After growing up in the saddle, I thought I knew about as much as one could know about riding and horses. I would ride any horse, and for the most part I was successful, at least I could stay on. I thought that meant I was a great rider. I would go to team penning and ride fast and hard, basically thinking I was showing off. In the meantime those who knew a little more than I did where not impressed. They didn’t come out and say it, but they would make little suggestions like, “You might want to slow down some.” Or, “Take it easy.” I thought I was doing just fine. Red was right where I wanted him when I wanted him there, and that was in a hurry. He was merely doing what I wanted him to. He had no idea why we were running into a herd of cows and then chasing them [often in circles around the herd] and occasionally to the other end of the arena to the small pen that was our goal. It had not occurred to me, at that point, that a horse could learn to take a certain cow out of the herd, and move it to a pen across the arena. I just didn’t think they had that level of understanding. Now I know differently.

About two years after I started team penning, one of the penners was riding in a small competition, and doing quite well. During the “call backs” the team he was on had pushed out two of the three cows, and Bill had just found the third cow. Bill got between the cow and the herd, and began pushing the cow towards the pen, when the cow turned back to the herd and made a dash for it. Bill’s horse turned like a top and blasted to the fence to cut the cow off. As the horse did this Bill was left right where he was when the horse turned, only on the ground. Then I saw the most incredible thing. The horse continued without the rider! The two other teammates gathered the other two cows and together, with the rider-less horse, they penned all three. Bill’s horse was right where he needed to be, just like Bill was riding him and guiding him. After that episode, we all teased Bill about not really knowing what he was doing, and it being all the horse. In reality though, I think Bill really was a great horseman. Only a great horseman would be able to help a horse understand his job that well. To me, now, horsemanship is helping your horse to become a willing partner. This happens when your horse understands what the task is and wants to accomplish the task as well. When this happens, both the horse and the rider can be a successful team. This begs the question of how you get your horse to want to do it?

I believe most horses want to learn their job. I don’t think they want to be micro managed anymore than the office worker in a cubicle. I notice my little mare really likes going down the street. When we do, we usually just meander quietly, much like anyone just taking a walk. She knows what her job is when we go down the street. Therefore she is not her “turn and burn” self that she is everywhere else and she can relax. I once took my daughter down the street, riding double on her. On the way home Foxy was going along so quietly that I could ride her side saddle [bare backed] and double, without even touching the reins. I was ignoring the reins while picking leaves off the overhanging trees, allowing her to stop here and there for the snack I offered her.

As I began riding with more people who were involved in competitions, and getting to see some of the things they accomplished with their horses, I realized I knew, relatively, nothing. I was getting discouraged fast. Of course these people I am talking about had the time and money to invest in training. This was not a luxury I could afford. I was a single mother of three and a single income supporting those three kids and seven horses! I still am progressing, but at a much slower rate than if I had a knowledgeable mentor by my side. Somehow some way, my little Foxy is learning what I want from her and, for now, my little victories are hard won and well celebrated.