January 3, 2019

Buy A Horse, Lose Your Mind

I got ahead of myself a bit, but I've had "young horse ponderings" on my mind a lot.  I will backtrack now, though, because I can't leave out the past 11 months of madness.

I certainly can't skip the story of how Echo hurt himself after less than 24 hours of being owned by me.  Actually, it was more like 16 hours.  You can't make these things up.

Benchmark had told me that this was one extremely body-tight baby.  I expected a certain amount of knotted-up muscles - even though Echo only shambled though four races in his short career, he still went through training & gate-breaking. 
What do I do with this?
What I saw as soon as he walked off the trailer was that every muscle in his rail-thin body was strung so taut that it made me sore & a little tired just watching him move.  It's hard to describe, but it was apparent even in the way he held himself that everything was just TIGHT, like all the muscles just contracted at once & then never let go.

But he didn't limp (yet...) & he was still brightly curious about this new world.  And I planned to make exactly zero demands on him in the near future other than that he stuff his (rather large) face & entertain Solo.

Upon arriving home after our walk through the woods, I led Echo into the run-in shed (where Solo had followed us along the fenceline).  I took it slow since I have a collection of possibly scary things just inside the shed including a blue shopping cart for holding brushes & flapping black tarp over hay.  He couldn't have cared less.

I have my central paddocks & run-in set up so I can divide each horse into their own space when I want to, so I put Echo in one half while Solo craned across the tape from his side.  The divider in the shed isn't hot, it's just a visual barrier.

Who're you??
What have you done, mom??
The rest of the tape is hot though.  I left it on because Echo needed to learn that tape should be respected & he had already lived in electric fencing for the ten days he was at Benchmark's farm.  Enter young horse curiosity. 
More sniffing of the new not-orange interloper
Right after I took the above picture, Echo decided to see if this new fence was interesting.  So he sniffed it & put his nose on it.  As it zapped him, he jumped back & sideways.

And then he took a few hobbling steps on 3 legs, with one hind leg barely touching the ground.

And I melted into a puddle, wailing faintly, on the ground right there & ceased to exist.

At least, that's what it felt like.  After inspecting now-even-more-pathetic baby, I surmised that said ridiculously tight muscles, when introduced to sudden contraction & loading, had more than they could take.  As soon as I placed my hand on his hamstring, he winced & I could feel the rippling spasms of a muscle flipping out.  Echo said he would like me not to touch that please.  I appreciated that he said it very politely.

What IS this place?
I didn't see any issues anywhere else, so I decided to apply a tincture of SoreNoMore & rest & leave it be.  This horse had just gone from a racetrack in Florida to a snowy farm in Delaware to a paddock in North Carolina in less than two weeks.  He'd gotten on a trailer around 3 am the day before & spent the night surrounded by horses he'd never met.  That's a lot for anyone.

In addition, even though he was polite & friendly, he was rather stand-offish about his space, which would continue for the first week or so.  He seemed concerned that I was going to try to trap him in the shed, so he would make a quick exit if I came in.  He was very sensitive to any ropes & skittered off like a deer if they even hinted at touching him, especially any farther back then about mid-neck.

I was caught a little off-guard by this.  Encore had been an in-your-lap Labrador from day 1.  With Echo, I had to leave a halter on him in turnout, which I hate (yes, it was a breakaway, but still).  But while he'd let me come up & pet him out in the open, he'd scoot away backwards if I tried to put a halter or rope over his head.  Once I had one on him though, he was perfectly fine to lead & cross-tie.
Eating his first snack with grave suspicion about the new human
I persisted in tiny increments.  I wasn't asking for any work, not even real groundwork.  But it was January/Februrary - I needed to put blankets on this skinny thing (which he thought were terrifyingly loud & offensively touched him ALL OVER, the horror), I needed to check his feet, apply more layers of SoreNoMore.  And I wanted to teach him that I brought good feelings, warmth, comfort, &  food.  Lots & lots of food. 

I also wanted to teach him that I respected his needs & that his space was indeed safe & he was guaranteed to get it back after he tolerated my brief ministrations.

Part of that Look I saw in the first pictures became even clearer that first week:  this was a very intelligent & very sensitive horse.  He watched every move I made & responded to shifts so small that I hadn't been previously aware I was making them. 

We had a lot of work ahead of us.  Not least of which included the manifestation of four equally functional legs.
Echo:  I don't know what we're looking at, but I'm looking at it

17 comments:

  1. Look how tall your chocolate horse is! :)

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    1. I'm hoping he doesn't get any taller, eek!

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    2. My appendix QH didn't stop growing until she was 7...and I do have her papers. ;)

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    3. Lalallala, I'm not listening *fingers in ears*

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    4. Not as tall as yours...but went from 15.2 at 6 to 16 hands at 7...

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  2. I am loving your thoughtful and thorough description of the new journey with a young, sensitive new OTTB.

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    1. Aw, thanks -- these smart ones are definitely a brain challenge, I have to think hard to keep up with him!

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  3. They do come off the track so tight, don't they? Poor guy. I'm so glad he landed with you!

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    1. It's crazy -- I'm STILL working on loosening his hips up.

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  4. he's so handsome tho <3 i kinda love his suspicious expression in that pic of him eating lol. i know what you mean about the soreness tho, the physical changes take such a toll on them. my guys was body sore for weeks/months post-track esp as we got around to working on his feet. and he was kinda defensive about it all the while. sore no more is great stuff tho! and i'm sure clever echo will figure out quickly that you're trying to help ;)

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    1. Oh the feet -- that is a quest in & of itself. But thank goodness indeed for SoreNoMore magic!!

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  5. Aww poor guy but also it's always funny when they interact with hot tape for the first time.

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    1. I felt bad for the poor bugger, although apparently he did not learn that much or he is just determined. He continues to check the fence even now!

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  6. I had to LOL upon reading this installation of your current equine tribulations. The pic of Echo eating his first snack reminds me of pictures I've seen of gazelles grazing, bodies perched on the verge of bolting at the first indication of an approaching lioness. Sensitive, intelligent horses take the longest but are so, so worth it. My Sunny is that as well - she has to think about everything.

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    1. Hahaha, yes, he will definitely not be lion food, he is QUICK! On the plus side, this means that he gets out of the way when Solo tries to bite him (most of the time), rather then Encore, who would just stand there & get bitten because he didn't care. It is rewarding once these guys decide to trust you though, you really feel like you earned something -- of course, now I feel even more pressure to not un-earn it.

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  7. Have you thought about trying magnesium?

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