Fat ‘n’ Happy Mamas

When Zach kindly took me out of my winter-weather induced cabin fever the other day, I half-way hoped there’d be some colts on the ground when we got there. We didn’t have any colts yet, but we found some fat, happy, mares that are certainly looking like they’re ready to start having babies any moment. We had to drive through the whole pasture before we found the first package of them.

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Sun on their backs, and clouds in the sky, reflected in the shadows in the pasture across the bay:

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It’s peaceful right?

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This mare belongs to the cowboy’s son, Ty. Her name is Lilo.

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Ty and Kelsey’s mares

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After we visited the first group of mares, we searched for another 10 minutes or so before we found the other set of mares.

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Another one of Kelsey’s Mares- the big, dark brown, mare.

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One of our prettiest mares, Annie.

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Another brown mare that belongs to Kelsey is on the left.

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Hey there pretty girls!

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The End…

Happy Tuesday! XO

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Blue Skies, Snow Showers and Calves

It snowed here on a couple days last week, and I got a little stir crazy! And because I have such a fabulous cowboy, who knows me better than I know myself, he took me out to check the mare herd so we could check for colts! So…I’m sharing the trip… with you!

The wind was blowing…

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The sky couldn’t decide if it wanted to be blue or gray; and in fact it was snowing in certain places.

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It was even sunny while it snowed!

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The river was so pretty in all the colors of blues, greens and grays, along with the white caps on top. I mentioned the wind was blowing, right?

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Quiet, sleepy, calves make me smile…

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Cattle grazing makes me happy too!

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I love seeing the hillsides dotted with calves! LOVE IT!

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Hey mama! Hey babies!

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Part two is coming soon. I mean, I can’t tease you with a trip to the river to see mares and babies and then not show y’all all the pretty horses!

XO

Sorting Two Year Olds

Ibaflitnbird and DX Gorgeous Georges; aka Dolce (on the left) and Orphan George (on the right)

One of the many jobs to do here on the ranch is sort horses. Typically we like to sort our horses as yearlings- the boys from the girls- and then we keep the young fillies in a separate pasture from the saddle horses (which will obviously include some young,  un-gelded studs), and our riding mares- and fillies we intend to start and ride, we keep by the barn in a small trap (which in this case is a 13 acre pasture). That might not seem so small to some of you- it’s all in your perspective!

Clearly we do this so we don’t end up with mares being bred that we don’t want bred, or mares getting bred by some young, un-stud worthy colt (which can and does happen- and that’s often how you end up with a grade – or unregisterable colt- we can’t tell who sired it!).  We can get into what makes a stud worthy later, today it’s all about the photos I took of the 2008, coming 2 year olds the other day, when we sorted. I got to rub nearly every single one of the horses in these photos- they’re all so friendly and nice to be around! And of course, I’m just thrilled with how pretty my own 2yo has become! Dolce, you’re definitely something to be proud of! Enjoy the photos!

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A Pretty Spring Day

Friday here was one of those picture perfect days. And frankly with this wind advisory and gusts that are making the house creak as I type, I’d love for it to be duplicated sooner rather than later. That’s my request, Dear Mother Nature. MKay, thanks.

It was so picture perfect in fact, that that is what I did- I took some pictures. The Macro Monday shots from yesterday were taken that day, as were the following. If these don’t make you crave spring, or make you want to come visit me here on the ranch, I’m pretty sure you’re in need of the asylum. These are photos of mostly our coming 2 yo colts- they’d be 2008 babies. There’s a few odd horses that found their way into this herd- and no, they’re not supposed to be grazing in the alfalfa field. But the cows rubbed the gate open and the horses, well they found their way into this pasture. Secretly I’m glad they did, because it made for some pretty pictures!

Alfalfa and Sky

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Scratching

Grazing the field

A thunderstorm rolled in that afternoon:

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I am so blessed!

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One Billy Goat Gruff

Who’s the baddest billy goat of all?

If you were to ask Goatie-Goat, he’d say it was him, of course.

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He’s certainly trying to show this two year old who’s in charge around these parts.

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And she’s not sure she’s going to have it. Any of it!

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Maybe letting her think like she can push him around is part of some diabolical plan that Goatie-Goat has?

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After all, this heifer has no ears. She lost them one winter to frostbite. He could be trying to help her self esteem. You know, Mother Nature, she’s not exactly kind.

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Maybe it’s time to get down to business!

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Enough of the peon pushing ME around! Or, maybe not.

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It’s a showdown of epic proportion!

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Maybe if I push on her leg I can move her!

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The Kids

Goat kids that is. I know y’all have waited a really, really, really long time to see these adorable babies. I managed to catch them a few days ago when they were in the corral, hanging out with our feeder steers. In case any of you are wondering, the feeder steers are those that we feed up to eat. And it’s the best. Beef. Ever.

Ok. I might be hungry- seeing as how I haven’t had breakfast yet this morning. So pardon me becoming sidetracked.

There’s a boy and a girl- the boy looks like his daddy, who is affectionately referred to as “Goatie- Goat”; though I like to refer to him as the cream-puff-colored billy goat.

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His sister looks just like the Nanny- who has no name. I know, we’re original around here.

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They’re all about jumping on and off stuff.

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This is the closest the nanny has let me get to her since she had these kids. She’s all about traveling and hiding out and keeping them away from us. Darn her.

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Adorable!

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Peek-a-boo!

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I am pretty sure that the nanny must’ve told Goatie-Goat that it was his turn with the kids for a while, because she walked off and left them!

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Minature Gardens

Tuesday.
A project.
Several Projects.

In case y’all didn’t know, I have more projects and things that I need to do than I can shake a stick at.

Back to the projects.
Let’s take them one at a time.

Last year I purchased two half whiskey barrels. I had every intention of planting blueberry bushes in them. The plants I wanted were back-ordered. I’ve since decided that they wouldn’t have made the winter in those barrels, because they wouldn’t have stayed warm enough. So, long story short, those barrels sat dormant all last year. They were however in their current locations. I need some height in my landscape, which is one of the reasons I chose the barrels- but not being able to put a perennial or some sort of evergreen in it due to my fear of the roots freezing off in these brutal winters had me confounded until last week when I had a moment of inspiration.

Zach filled them with compost out of an old manure pile.

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I have a couple cool pieces of driftwood. Must find more. Stat. Luckily I live near a river.

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Messy. Gardening is messy. Very messy.

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My solution to the problem: Purple Fountain Grass. It’s one of my favorite ornamental grasses. I love ornamental grasses! This grass turns really dark in the fall and grows to about 36 inches in height.

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Part two: Petunias. One of my summer favorites. I opted for white and purple flowers.

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These flowers were big and healthy so I opted to separate them.

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And then placed them on opposite sides of the grass

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I alternated the white and purple flowers, watered well and then mulched with some Western Red Cedar.

Here’s the finished product. Both barrels.

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And my second piece of really cool driftwood:

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I might have gone crazy with the after pictures. I’d say I’m sorry. But I’m not really. I think it took me about an hour total to do both barrels, in case any of you were wondering. I didn’t take the after photos until a couple hours after I’d planted the flowers- because I wanted to get a good watering in on the new plantings and have the flower get all bright and perky again, so it was easier to mulch. Do any of you have garden plans this year?

First Foal of 2010

Hope's pretty filly!

It has been rainy and dreary here on the ranch the past couple of days- and according to the weatherman, the rain isn’t going anywhere. But rain doesn’t make me dreary- no way Jose! I spent the sunny part of the weekend planting flowers, mulching beds, and getting some spring cleaning done. I also got to go shopping and make a major purchase! More on that later. My chickens are still sitting on their eggs, but if they don’t hatch this week, they’re not going to hatch, so they’ll have to start over. Poor girls. But enough about all that! Here’s something y’all have been waiting 11 months to see- the first of our 2010 foal crop! She’s by our Stud WDX Nukem (Nukie) and out of Kelsey’s Mare, Hope.

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She looks just like her mama!

The First Touch

Last week, Zach and I spent a good 4 days halter breaking and rubbing on our coming yearlings. Some of them never wore a halter, others followed us around with nothing on them, and some learned to lead at the end of a lead-rope. Our goal was more to get our hands on every baby- all 18 of them, and get where we could touch them, and rub them and where they were comfortable with having a human around. For all but a couple of these horses this interaction made the first time they’d been touched by a human, or had even been close to a human. I’m going to attempt to explain to you, as best I can, the method we use and how most of it applies to when we’ll be on their backs for a couple rides this fall.

We like to start our colts in a smaller than usual round pen. We feel it makes it easier for them to feel what we’re asking them to do. So we build two smaller pens in one end of the barn. They’re not actually round, but they’re round enough to generally keep them out of the corners. Then, we rope them. But we don’t throw the rope at them- we toss it at them, with as little energy as possible on our part- we’re not out to be mean about it- it’s all done matter-of-factly as we mean the colts no harm. What we accomplish with each horse, is to have them learn that they can face us for comfort/leadership, have them learn to move their front feet- independent of their back feet, and have their back feet move independent of their front feet and have them learn to travel pretty and round. All of these things apply directly to what we’ll want them to do when we make that first ride, or the 150th ride.

Once they’re roped, if they’re a very busy colt, we let them get used to moving around while wearing the rope around their neck, and by keeping them out of trouble. Some of the colts will go the opposite direction they were traveling when you roped them, and if you’re not careful or paying attention they’ll get the rope behind them, which to some horses is troublesome. They’ll kick at it, or really scatter around the pen. Our job as horsemen, is to keep the colts on *this side* of bothered. So in order to keep the rope from getting stuck behind them, you have to lift it up and over them. Once they’re comfortable wearing it, the fun begins.

This filly is pretty comfortable with the rope on her neck- so Zach is quietly approaching her.

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Here you can see, she’s looking away from him telling him, “Zach, I’m not sure I’m ready to sniff you yet”.

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We like to make the right thing easy and the wrong thing hard- this works with kids too in case you’re wondering. In this filly’s case, we needed to get her facing us, and get her front feet to begin to “break loose”. Every horse is different, so we take what they give us and work through the process that way.

Here you can see she’s starting to get the idea. Please take not that Zach isn’t pulling on her to face him- there is slack in the spoke of the rope (that’s the piece of rope he’s holding in his hands, that is loose in front of her). This is how we teach the horse to learn to *feel* their way to a release of the pressure. It’s true that horses move away from pressure, but they learn from the release of pressure, by the horseman having good timing.

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Now, Zach is going to work on getting her move her front feet, so he has slowly removed the slack from the rope and his now holding and waiting for her to move a foot. If she were to get bothered, and try to go backward, he’d simply let some rope slide through his hand, so it’d keep tension (as little as possible to get the job done) in the rope, and then he’d step to her hip to drive her forward. Forward, when you’re training horses, is the correct answer 99% of the time. If we can teach our horses to go forward or move their hips from side to side (at this age) and we handle them like that for as long as they’re in our care, they won’t learn to “sit back” when tied up, and they’ll learn they can always get away from something scary by moving their feet.

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And she gets it along with the always important release:

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Then we do the same thing on the other side. It’s the way horse’s brains work. What you do to one side, you must do to the other:

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Here she is taking a step. I’m not sure why there isn’t a release in the rope, but I’m sure if Zach didn’t release, what she gave him may not have been the right answer.

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Waiting on another step:

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There he gets step and the rope goes slack:

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It’s time to change directions. Notice the slack in the rope- we’d like her to follow him to her left side, with that much slack in the rope, but sometimes, the babies (and almost every grown “broke” horse that someone sends us to ride) need more help than that at first. Also note, that Zach has the filly in his peripheral vision- but he isn’t staring her down. Horses can read human body language better than humans can read human body language, and if he’d be looking directly at her, she might very well feel threatened by him. He is also ducking his left shoulder as he walks through. That is also to make him appear less threatening.

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She’s turned her head to face him, and is actually thinking about checking him out:

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For us (and lots of other horseman) it’s very hard to control the energy we have in us when touching a horse for the first time. There can be a lot of uncertainty there. We wonder if the horse will scatter around the pen, or if we’ll push too hard and scare them. It’s our job to keep them from getting bothered, so it’s hard to reach out and rub them for the first time and not rush it. It’s often easier for the horse, and us, to work our hand up the rope, or use the rope to scratch them, because, while it does carry some of our energy, it isn’t electric like we can be and it’s inanimate. So I have found, that for me, it’s easier to focus on readjusting my rope or using it to rub the babies the first time, and then before we know it, I’m using my hand to rub them, in the same manner in which their mother nuzzled them.

She’s looking pretty comfortable right there:

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She’s getting ready to move:

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Lookin’ pretty good:

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Going to the other side:

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Usually one side that breaks loose before the other; that is often the result of the nature of the rope- depending on which side the honda sits. The honda is the smaller loop that you can see the spoke (see above if you missed it) come through. Based on where it sits on their neck it does usually release more on one side than the other. But the horse can learn to differentiate, so they can and do get good on both sides by the time we’re done with them.

We’ve got the hips moving in this photo:

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Some horses, will move their hips simply based on you pointing your feet at theirs and walking toward them; others it’s important to get them moving their front feet. In the above two photos, you can see that she steps to her right with her left front foot. By the very nature of which a horse is designed, if you can get the outside (left) front foot to step across, almost always you’ll get the right hind foot to go forward, under and away from you. That is the first step in teaching a horse to disengage their hips. Either for a one-rein stop, for a leg yield, for a haunches in, or the start of a side-pass, which we use a lot around here when we are opening gates!

She’s in a place now where she’s interested in checking my cowboy out:

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First touch (notice he used the back of his hand- there is less energy transferred to the horse that way):

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Here she’s starting to “turn loose”- you can see only one ear is focused on him:

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You’ll have to pardon the crazy lighting in these pictures. It was a partly cloudy day, and I was sitting under one of the barn’s skylights-so when it was sunny lighting was good, but when it’d get cloudy, I had to use the flash. *sheepish grin*

He’s retreated here:

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One of the hardest things- for me anyway- is quitting rubbing on my horse, BEFORE they feel the need to leave. So it’s best if you rub for a few seconds, and then start again.

She’s checking him out again:

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Note all the hair she’s slipping:

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Spring is the best time to get these babies in and used to being around people. They’re very itchy- because they’re losing their furry winter coats! When we get them to a place where we can rub them all over, often we’ll take a curry comb with us, and brush them. They get where they really love that!

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She pretty much digs what we’re doing and is relaxed when she works her mouth:

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I am pretty sure she’s positive at this point that Zach isn’t going to hurt her- her head is down and she’s kind of enjoying being rubbed on!

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I’m sure by now, y’all are wondering how exactly does the rope come off? Well, I’m about to show you.

Zach pulls on the honda (the piece he has in his hand) and loosens the rope:

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And then for kicks and giggles, he sees if he can get her to follow the feel of the rope that way:

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She has the hang of it!

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Then Zach will lift the rope with both hands over her head:

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Freedom!

I realize this got long, but hopefully y’all stuck it out to the end! Happy Monday!

Day Two in Pictures

Some of you may think the idea of roping a cow, bull, steer, or bovine of any kind is mean. But in reality, when it’s done the way a true Buckaroo would do it, they help the cow learn to stand quietly and treat the animal as if it has some sense. They really try to do it in as stress-free a way as possible, because stressed out animals, are rarely as fat, happy or healthy as those that are not stressed out. Day one, the Ranch Roping class pretty much stood around and roped their dummies. Day two, they got to handle some live cattle.

Buck holding a calf.

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Still holding.

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Buck’s pretty horse and beautiful handmade tack:

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