Monday, 30 March 2009

foals

Inisheer (Induc) with his mom Inosta (Caprimond - Consul, Trakehner)


Lord Tennyson (Mago) with his mom Lorna Doone (Tshainik - Sif, Thoroughbred)



Lord Tennyson on his own

Lorna Doone with her mom Fantasia Ligré (Sif - Forethought, Thoroughbred)

Marco with - yes, it's a goat. But it's not his mom!!!

9 comments:

Gianna said...

are these your horses? or your employers?

soooo beautiful!

Marian said...

Have been my horses. Had to sell Marco and Inisheer. Inosta went to live at a stud (the owners were/are friends of mine - haven't been in touch for several years) in '97, where she died from colic a few years later. Lorna Doone was put to sleep two and a half years ago, age 21. She'd become blind on her right eye, had arthritis, and had had some colic-trouble, which she'd never had before, during her last winter. So I decided, it was time... Tough decision. But she didn't even want to take a run together with the other horses anymore.

Lord Tennyson is the only one I've left.

Gianna said...

mmm...so sorry for all that loss...

thanks for sharing the pictures...

discoverandrecover said...

Marian,
Marian,

You're a lucky woman to be around such beautiful animals....

And, they're lucky to have you too!!!

I used to work on a ranch in high school, and have several friends who either own horses or ranches in North Texas, and so we ride some. My brother had a couple of horses for a while, but no longe. We don't have horses....but, my family enjoys riding....

One friend invited me to his (2,000 acre)ranch on several occasions to help with some of the horses who had never been ridden, or reign-trained....I was lucky I guess with the first four....The fifth one was a four-year old, spirited mare, and she bucked me around, danced around quite a bit, tossed me off her back, and then I took her hoof right on my left elbow....It shattered it to pieces....

Had a hinge put in the elbow, it pinched the ulnar nerve, and so they replaced it with a small screw....Insisted I would never use that arm again....They were wrong - typing with it right now....It's almost as good as new (well, kinda)....

But my cowboying days are over....Now, I just ride for fun....No more "wild" ones for this kid.

When you come to the United States, send me an email, I'll give you directions to our home, and you can meet my family, and we'll head out to Fort Worth - "Cowtown".

Lots of barrel racing, cutting horses, and horse shows - thoroughbreds, quarter horses....Then, we can all go out dancing....You'll love it there! And, you'll love my wife and boys - They keep me "sane".

Duane

discoverandrecover said...

Marian,

Sorry to hear about the loss of your horse. I grew up with a girl down the street, who had a horse....When she graduated, she moved from Texas to Idaho, and brought her horse with her.

The horse lived for almost thirty years....When the horse passed away, she had a full funeral....with a casket and everything...My parents went. I couldn't afford the trip at the time...But they said it was quite moving....

Not sure why I put a 'g' in the word 'rein'....Probably politics on my mind (again)...I was going on and on about kings on one of Gianna's posts...the ramblings of a 'mad man' I suppose.....

Take good care of yourself and those horses!

Duane

Marian said...

Duane: Thanks! Whenever you come to Denmark, you must visit me, too! No 2,000-acre-ranches here though...

Starting young horses: I was quite fearless, me too, while I was young. Things changed. Not because I got hurt - have always been lucky - but because in Lord Tennyson I met the most stubborn horse, I've ever met (and I've met many horses...). So, I started to look for another way, than the "conventional" one - and found it, looking at Monty Roberts' work, participating in some workshops with a student of his, Michael Peace, and ending up with my own version of "horse-whispering".

Today, I always ask people to, first of all, establish a relationship with the horse, where he respects you, and you him. Respect and trust. IMO, it isn't that important, how it is done, but that it is done, before you mount first time - and expose yourself more or less completely to the mercy of the horse... You don't necessarily need to chase him around for half an hour or so. Some people experience that as humiliating for the horse, too. Daily handling with consequence and clear-cut messages can do it.

It's strange, most people don't realize, that they take their habit of doing "double-talk" into their communication with their horse. It just doesn't work with animals. Neither with human beings, but that's another story.

Glad to hear, that your arm healed so well!

BTW: Lorna Doone was shot, bolt pistol, out in the field with the other horses around. I held her meanwhile. "Best" (if this can be called "good" at all...) experience of that kind, so far. I don't get, how people can send their horses to a slaughter house, or just take them to the vet, and leave them behind there - something, I've experienced many times, working for a vet.

discoverandrecover said...

Marian,

Yeah, I heard of him after the elbow was broken....Would have liked to have known some of that stuff beforehand. Ha!

He is amazing from what I've read about him...this "horse whisperer"....

Animals are really amazing creatures, aren't they?

Well, whether you come to the U.S. first, or whether we make it to Denmark...either way, it will be nice to meet up one day!

Duane

susan said...

wow. beautiful. you must be over the moon to be with such beautiful babies.

thanks so much for posting. it just made my day........

Marian said...

Susan: all babies are just amazing. Kittens, puppies, foals... Even human babies. ;)