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

grazing

Scratching

Grazing the field

A thunderstorm rolled in that afternoon:

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I am so blessed!

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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Buck Brannaman Clinic: Day One

Before we get into the details, I should start by saying that this was the best money I have ever spent. I spent the weekend overwhelmed with emotion- mostly I was so happy I could cry. It is an honor and a privilege for someone like me who is taking the horsemanship journey to ride on the same ground with someone like Buck. I came away with more confidence, an amazing review of the basics and so much knowledge that will allow me to refine the way I ride my horses and will increase the way I communicate with them. While I am aware that we rode for 3- 4 hours at a time, 4 days in a row, with a homework assignment on day 3, I know that the *feel* my horse was giving me and the additional *feel* that I put in my already decent hands got better, and because I desire to be a world-class horseman, it will be better the next time Buck sees me.

Of all he horses in the class, next to his of course, Gump was at the top- there was maybe one or two other horses that did a couple things better than him. And as far as experience goes, I was at the top as well. Some of you are not surprised by this. Riding horses well, and doing a good job is an art. Below is a synopsis of what we did, and what I learned in the first day. Some of you will be bored reading through the details. Others of you will be like, “heck yeah, I’m practicing that this week”!

Day one was pretty simple and straightforward, at least to me. We did what are called “short serpentines”. They are just what the name implies, it’s a serpentine shape, but essentially your horse folds in half and keeps going forward. The goal is to keep your horse moving forward, and balanced, while he folds in half. Meaning he drives up underneath himself, and takes equal, forward steps as you bend his head to the right and then get in time with his feet so you can pick up and go left as his left foot leaves the ground. I’ve watched all of the Buck Brannaman DVDs we own, which is all but a couple (his ranch roping DVDs), and while I’ve heard him talk about where his feet are placed before it has never clicked with me. Before we started our serpentine drills he talked about how we should move our feet based on the direction our horse is turning. If he’s going right, our left foot is slightly in front of our right foot. We need our right foot out of the way of our horse’s shoulder so he can get round going to the right, and we need our left front foot in a position to block him from going left should he fail to make the turn or try to leak out and not fold in half. That was something I worked on all weekend. I must say it is a very clear signal for your horse! It will be a habit for me in the next couple of days.

Of the 30 people in the class, very few understood foot cadence (maybe 6-8 of us). That is something he talked about on this day. For those of you that don’t ride, the foot cadence is simply the footfalls your horse makes. I can’t ask him to turn right and expect him to be successful if his right front foot is on the ground. I must wait for him to be picking that foot up and then direct that foot. I can set it out, forward or back. And for me, even one that isn’t well trained, I can set if where I choose to set it. The other purpose in doing this drill is get your horses soft and bending. By a soft horse, I mean that when you pick up a rein, the horse puts his head in the vertical position. In other words, he’ll put slack in the reins for you. It is referred to, in the world of horsemanship, as a soft feel- a phrase coined by the late Ray Hunt. One of THE masters. He was one of Buck’s mentors.

Zach picking up a soft feel on Gump.

Buck wanted to see how fluid we could get our horses by doing the serpentine drill and how far we could bend them around and have them keep going forward. About half way into our second or third time around the arena, he said, “those of you that can pick up a soft feel on your horses, you do that for a few steps every once in a while and then go back to your serpentine shape. Those of you that have no idea what a soft feel is, you keep doing what you’re doing”. I was glad for the break from the serpentine drill, though I must say, it made my horse feel like butter in my hands and I thought he was soft before that drill!

After he thought we’d had enough of that, he had us walk our horses in a straight line and do some one-rein stops. This is the first thing that a good horseman teaches his colts. And a good horseman continues to do this drill on their horses, because it also makes them feel like butter in your hands. A one-rein stop is exactly what it sounds like. But it is also designed to keep your horse calm. Bending a horse in half is soothing for them. It lets them know that there is no need to be scared. And that you control their feet. A well-trained horse isn’t going to come undone if the rider on his back isn’t coming undone, and is cognizant enough to pick up one rein should they feel their horse falling apart underneath them. In order to properly do the one rein stop you would pick up on the right rein, bring the horse’s head around to your right knee and disengage the horse’s hips, by pushing them to the left. A horse can’t go forward, bolt, rear up, buck or any form of that if we take his hips away. His back feet are his motor. A one-rein stop is the equivalent of putting your car in neutral. He had us pick up them up to both sides, switch hands with the reins, and rub our horse’s head with our right hand if we were bent to the right, and with our left hand if we were bent to the left.

I don’t know how everyone else did at these drills because frankly, I was so tuned into my own horse that I didn’t watch what anyone else was doing. Though I did try to stay away from some of the more inexperienced riders in the class. And about 1/3 of the class qualified, in my eyes, as super novices. They really were probably in over their heads the first two days, but it all worked out for them in the end. At the end of the day he went around and said all our names and asked if we had any questions. I was just soaking it in so my answer to him was, “I’m just awesome”.

I was, and it was.

I didn’t have anyone to take pictures that morning, but I took plenty in the afternoon of the Ranch Roping class he was teaching.

Enjoy.

Of the three women standing there, only two actually ranch. Betcha can’t tell which two. One of them had never roped a live calf on their horse before this clinic.

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Any chance you could pick out who is the team roper in this picture?

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Buck giving a talk.

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One of the students in the ranch roping class had never roped before! Here is another student showing her “the ropes”. Aren’t I funny?

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Rusty Tractor Blues

Hey, all. My name is Kari Lynn Dell, and I’m guest blogging for Jenn while she’s off at her dream clinic with Buck Brannaman. I figure I’m qualified to step in because she and I have been sort of following the same trail. My first job out of college was in Grand Prairie, Texas, not far from Jenn’s home turf. Then I moved to Aberdeen, South Dakota where I met the cowboy of my dreams. Sound familiar?

Nowadays I’m back on my family’s ranch in Montana, where life tends to look something like this:

Rusty Tractor Blues

Some day spring may come, and when it does the cattle will take a back seat to farming for a bit. My brother and I would have made good partners in this split operation. He has always loved anything mechanical. I’m an animal person. In his opinion, a cow is a thousand pounds of mobile aggravation in leather pants. I consider a day on the tractor slightly less tedious than counting the grains in a fifty pound bag of rice. Unless it’s wild rice. That might put it over the top.

In addition to the major stuff like seeding barley and oats, there are smaller but no less monotonous projects like dragging pastures, which I somehow got stuck doing last year. In other words, driving a tractor around in circles for two hours, busting up cow turds with a harrow. My MP3 player was no help. Forget those businessmen trying to sleep on a noisy airplane. This is the real reason they invented noise cancelling headphones.

Luckily, the tractor did its best to keep me entertained. If I went more than two miles an hour, it immediately hit a badger hole hard enough to launch me out of my seat. And every fifty yards or so, for no particular reason, the door popped open. No big deal until the wind freshened and starting driving pellets of semi-frozen rain into my face as I attempted to steer with one hand while leaning out to drag the door shut with the other.

Man, I love farming.

Maybe I would like it more if I was gliding along in one of those deluxe tractors with a temperature controlled, sound-proof cab, ergonomically designed seat, Bose stereo and a GPS system designed to eliminate all need for thought on my part.

Wow. That sounds really dull.

Old equipment does add a certain edge to farming. Can I make this one last round before the clutch goes completely? The answer is no. It will disentegrate when you’ve only got five acres left to seed and a three day rain settling in.

The tractor I was driving today has a history of personality quirks. One year, during harvest, my sister was using it to bale straw. I was ahead of her on one combine and our hired man was on the other. Mom was in a field a mile away, swathing barley. Dad was in the fuel pick-up, roaring from one machine to the other, fixing them almost as fast as we could break them.

I can’t recall exactly what was wrong with the tractor, but every time my sister shifted gears the front end popped off the ground. She bounded down the rows like a bronc buster on a rearing colt. I had problems of my own. The slightest pressure on the brake pedal caused the wheels to lock up. At the end of every row the combine lurched to a stop, nose-diving, butt flying in the air. It was a real rodeo out there, I tell you. Her tractor rearing, my combine bucking, and Dad racing around picking up the pieces that flew off.

Like the people on this ranch, our tractors are getting to the age when they require a little extra encouragement to get going in the morning. Each is equipped with the same basic tool kit: wrenches, screwdrivers, and a blue can of starting fluid. We hadn’t realized how often we had to pump ether into carburetors until one chilly morning when Mom and I and my three-year-old son climbed into one of the diesel pick-ups. It is notoriously cold-blooded and we had forgotten to plug in the block heater. My mom turned the engine over and over, hoping against hope that it would start anyway.

My son tapped her on the shoulder, full of male superiority. “You know, Grandma, it won’t go unless you use the blue can.”

For more of life on the ranch, come by and visit at http://www.montanaforreal.blogspot.com

The State of the Horse Industry: Part 4

In case you’ve been in a hole and haven’t been paying attention, we’ve been discussing the current state of the horse industry. So you can catch up and join in the discussion, you might want to start at the beginning:

Introduction
Part One
Animal Rights v. Animal Welfare
Part Two
Part Three
Part one: Grass Isn’t Infinite

We’ve been going through the paper written in a collaborative effort through the University of Utah. Today we’ll look at the Fourth Argument in favor of closing the U.S. Run Horse Processing Facilities.

Argument 4. Owners have other methods to deal with unwanted horses, such as euthanasia, burial, sell the horse, or send to rescue facility.

While many options have been available to horse owners, more of these are becoming less available and more expensive.  According to Dr. Temple Grandin 25 percent of horse owners are low income owners (Grandin, 2007) and according to the American Horse Council low to moderate income families make up 45 percent of horse owners with an annual household income between $25,000 and $75,000 (Ahern, 2006). “More than two million Americans own horses, and more than a third of those owners have a household income of less than $50,000 (Prada, 2008).  Any type of disruption of income can tip the scale when it comes to being a responsible horse owner. Many times these owners could count on making a little money at a sale but now the price for middle to lower end horses has severely dropped. Horses that a year ago would bring $400 – $500 now might bring $50 – $100 or might not sell (emphasis mine because I have horses that are gentle, well bred and I can’t give them away). One auction company stated that “a few years ago unwanted horses may have gone for $200 -$300. Now they are around $50 -$100 (Byrns, 2007) (*or $5-10/head in 2009- ask the local kill buyer in South Dakota). Devin Mullet, owner of Kalona Sales Barn, Iowa, said that for the “first time in my life I’ve seen livestock that has no value” (Einhorn, 2008). This drop in U. S. horse value after the processing plants closure was predicted two years earlier by North et al. (2005, p.14).

Due to high feed and hay prices many people can’t or don’t want the burden of continuing to feed a horse and others, including rescue facilities, can’t afford to take on any more horses due to the market and feed costs.

Chemical euthanasia by a veterinarian is a choice for horse owners in disposing of ill or chronically lame horses. This is expensive for the owner. Veterinary cost of euthanasia can range from $60 – $100 followed by the expense of disposing of the body. In many instances, due to environmental regulations, horses cannot be buried on site, but if allowed, the owner may well be looking at an additional $300 or more in costs if a backhoe is required (Ahern et al., 2006 p 7,8). According to Ahern et al., (2006) and North et al., (2005, p. 4) landfills have taken carcasses in the past but some are now banning carcasses or charging a fee. Rendering plants will remove carcasses but some now are charging a substantial fee or will not pick up individual horses (Ahern et al., 2006, p.8).

Rescue facilities across the country are feeling the pinch. The Pittsburg Post-Gazette indicated “every horse rescue and farm animal rescue that I deal with currently has a “no room in the inn” sign on their barn doors. They all have waiting lists” (Fuoco, 2007). The San Antonio Express News indicated that “…rescues struggle with too many horses, too little money and no national standards” (Sandberg, 2007).  Dr. Mark Lutschaunig also confirmed there are not enough rescues and retirements facilities out there to handle these horses; most are full and cannot take in any more horses not only due to space but partly due to the expense (2007). Research by Utah State University also shows the similar results. Brian Dees, President of the Georgia Equine Rescue League, stated that “the number of unwanted horses has gone through the roof; the number of requests to take horses off a person’s hand has gone up by as much as 5000 percent”.  Dees stated not having the harvesting facilities is one of the worse things that has happened to the U.S. horse industry (B. Dees, personal communication, January 3, 2008). According to Morgan Silver, Executive Director of the Horse Protection Association of Florida, a bigger mess has been created by the closing of the houses before the real problem of excessive breeding was addressed (M. Silver, personal communication, January 3, 2008).  Bill Whitman, co-owner of Horse- Angels Ranch, Indiana, indicated contacts to his facility are up four fold. They are seeing younger horses people don’t want to take care of anymore and they don’t know how to deal with them (B. Whitman, personal communication, December 8, 2007). In an article Whitman stated last year “8,000 horses were sent from Indiana to Illinois for slaughter, but now slaughtering horses has been banned. With that avenue closed and more unwanted horses, “it’s going to be a nightmare” (Vierebome, 2007). Kathleen Schwartz, Director and Founder of Days End Horse Rescue, Maryland, said that they get 3 – 5 emails a day from people looking to get rid of their horses which their rescue has to turn away. While she gives them the names of local rescues, she knows they are already busting at the seams (K. Schwartz, personal communication, October 16, 2007). Jenny Edwards, Director of Hope for Horses, Washington, echoes other rescues by saying her rescue is full. She also noted in the past the horses they were involved with were usually in good condition when they received them. Now they are seeing horses that are more sickly which increases time of stay and ultimately rescue costs. Horses that would have gone to slaughter in the past now languish longer in pastures and are in poorer condition when rescues receive them, making it harder on rescue facilities (J. Edwards, personal communication, October 25, 2007).  Jennifer Williams, Director of Blue Bonnet Equine Humane, Texas, voiced concerns over groups supporting the antislaughter bill when they say the market will correct itself and then they walked away.  Rescues now have to take care of the problem which she felt was very short sighted (J. Williams, personal communication, November 13, 2007). According to North et al. (2005, p.14) “if these horses are not euthanized, caring for each horse will cost rescue facilities approximately $2,340 per year, depending on location.”

Not discussed in the above paper are the numbers from the Animal Welfare Council’s February 2010 report:

This report shows that horses are now valued at around 40% of the worth they had in 2005. That’s a pretty steep price decline.  This same report- by industry experts and veterinarians- said that the industry was warned that the closure of the plants would lead to an increase in abandoned and unwanted horses, and would severely strain rescue facilities as well as sheriff’s departments and local municipalities. According to the report “over 90% of those polled indicated the number of neglected and abused horses is increasing.”  Furthermore, “Experts said the closure of the USDA-regulated plants would lead to increased equine neglect, abuse, and malnourishment.  It did. There are many reports documenting the rise in neglect, abuse and abandonment including one from the Colorado Department of Agriculture stating that the number of equine cruelty investigations in Colorado rose 60 percent from 2005 to 2009.”

The idea that we will never have unwanted horses and will never  need to have a processing facility, is Utopian in theory at best; the trouble is, there will always be horses that are unwanted. Despite the best training, despite education, even despite some who have the idea that we should charge a fee to breed every mare. I’m not even sure where or how you’d regulate that, but that’s not the point. The point is the current situation.   We’ve not saved a single horse from slaughter. We’ve made them take a longer trailer ride; we’ve put them in at least one country where there is little, if any regulation, where those people don’t have the same respect and regard for our animals as we do, and in many instances we’re prolonging their life, because it costs a person money to feed them, and they’re not feeding them well, or at all, so when they are “rescued”, they’re in terrible shape.

Something else to be noted- even if you can afford to euthanize the horse- is the additional kill rate of animals that consume the euthanized horse and ingest the poisons (page 10).

If a person can’t sell the horse, can’t give it away, and can’t afford to feed it, prey tell, how do you expect that person to be able to afford to euthanize it and dispose of the carcass?  And to take it further, why would a person want to euthanize a perfectly good horse?  At the very least with the processing plants open, they had the option of feeding someone who chose to eat it and if their horse was ride-able, gentle, even if it was grade (unregistered) it had a decent value. Today, a horse like that is a dime a dozen and pretty much worthless.  And in case you forgot- we ate a lot of horse meat in this country during World War II and during the 70s. So don’t go there.  With a horse having little to no value, unless it’s a bang up rodeo horse, reiner, cutter or hunter (for example) what does the person who makes up the majority of owners in our industry do with their horse they can’t sell, give away, feed, or afford to euthanize?

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again- we’re so concerned with what happens to the horse at death we have forgotten to be concerned with it while it is alive.  This series is about to wrap up, and as always I’m open to discussion, but if you can’t be nice, don’t bother.

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