Sunday, February 5, 2017

Princess Lucy Pitches a Fit

Saturday we moved the horses back to their pastures at lunch time.  All the horses, including Lucy, walked calmly next to us as we led them from the barn to their pastures.  Tex was actually the most animated -- but that just translated to him walking a bit faster than normal with his ears pricked forward and leaning towards the pasture.  Once there, he dropped to the mud for a good roll, then stood, shook and bucked.  He hopped around a bit -- striking with his front, bucking with his hind, and trying to get Flash to join in.  Flash was more interested in the hay Brett had put in their feeder.
Flash: Are you sure you don't have cookies?

A few minutes after turning the girls loose, we notice Lucy on high alert.  She was staring up towards the dressage court (where there was nothing unusual), then snorting and trotting in her best demonstration of impulsion and elevation.  (seriously gorgeous to watch).  She wasn't relaxed but she had a lovely arch in her neck as she floated across the pasture; and back again; and away again; and back again.  I looked at Brett.  We shook our heads and walked to the house.

In the late afternoon I went into the girls pasture with the muck cart and rake.  As I scooped up manure, I could see Pistol standing under the trees at the far end of the pasture.  Lucy was on the near side of the fallen tree and she stayed there as I made my way along the fence line.  She didn't come over to me for attention but stood by the lower fence watching for Brett and the hay cart.

When I got over to Pistol, she seemed a little lonely.  I went over to her and started rubbing all the mud off of her face.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Lucy turn from the fence and give us a hard stare.  Then she was cantering over to us, bucking as she came.  She chased Pistol off and then gave me a look -- the kind I used to get from my mother when I was in trouble.  I heard Lucy loud and clear, Don't you EVER touch another horse.  Do you hear me?  I am your horse.  You give me attention and nobody else.


I apologized and tried to scratch her withers.  She gave me a cold look and walked off.

I think she's in heat.  Talk about PMS.  And temper tantrums.  And all those awful stereotypes about mares.

8 comments:

  1. Poor Pistol. But I guess you got Lucy's point loud and clear! Tex sounded like he was very excited to get to his pasture. Great pictures.

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  2. My Mini geldings behave that way as well. The youngest ecspecially believes all attention should be his alone.

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  3. An American in TokyoFebruary 5, 2017 at 11:52 PM

    Omigosh, poor Pistol! At least you were able to give her a little attention before Lucy got there!

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    1. Lucy is a real brat; when Pistol's previous owner comes to visit Lucy won't even let her near Pistol. I have to put a halter on Lucy and take her away. Sheesh.

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  4. Ah, mares are great! So dramatic and jealous! I'm not looking forward to spring around here. Mine lose their minds for about a month.

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    1. I've never noticed the spring connection - I'll have to pay attention to that this year. Pistol is a sweetheart and never gets "mare-ish" but Lucy... she takes care of it for both of them and more. I love the nurturing aspects of mare behavior and how she takes care of me when I ride, but this part not so much.

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    2. Yes, that is the good side of it, the nurturing. I think part of why mine are "off" in spring is that tussling between them for mare order. We had a proud cut gelding out with them a few years and he would "breed" with Cowgirl all the time, but she wouldn't let him "breed" with the others. Very "Wild Animal Kingdom" in our pasture back then.

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