By Patty Wilber
The title was supposed to be “Indy’s Big Weekend”, but then Wednesday happened…
I have been pondering how best to utilize my time and money for my own horse fun, and I finally came to the decision that for 2017 I will concentrate on getting Indy moving along. She is three this year, and we won’t be in a hurry, so I don’t expect her to be finished until she is about five, but she seems to want to work and has some qualities that will make her a stronger versatility prospect than LT.
So, on Saturday, I took Indy as my lead horse to the Back Country Horsemen, Pecos Chapter’s first training ride at the Four Hills area near Albuquerque. I also took the Walkin N Circles rescue mare, Eva, as the pony horse. Unfortunately, I had a smear on my camera lens so we have a left handed fog on all the photos.
It went pretty well! Indy can handle varied terrain, but she still suffers a bit from “Stranger Danger” and can be a little uptight if horses she doesn’t know enter her personal bubble. The bubble varies in size, capriciously, too. It enlarges when she encounters light colored horses. Considering we don’t have any and she never was with any before I got her, I am not sure why. Since she will progressively depigment due to her LP Appaloosa gene, she better recover from her bias in case she goes white herself!
Our lunch break was relaxing!
On “no time for pictures” Sunday, I took Indy to the NM Buckskin Horse Association training show and we started our day with cutting. This really meant that we spend our allotted time wandering around in the herd staying quiet and kinda sorta singling out a potential bovine to work. Indy was calm and watched the cows, which was all I really wanted.
We also “helped” hold the herd for the other participants, except for that one time when some slipped past us…
We entered boxing and got a super slow calf, which was perfect. No drama and Indy did hook on and make a few little moves while maintaining her form. She placed!
We entered trail and I am thrilled to report that she is going to be a solid competitor in this event! She is fine with gates, avoids hitting logs, mostly, and can drag branches without the drama LT likes to add to these things.
Ok, there was that one problem where she wouldn’t go forward onto the course because she wouldn’t leave Penny. So, Lori took Penny midway up to give Chicken Girl some confidence so we could at least attempt the obstacles! We entered several trail classes and by the end Indy was moving confidently through.
She goes along with a very level head carriage (all her, not “set”) and is not in a hurry, so that is going to be an asset in ranch riding and rail classes, when she gets over a few minor quirks…like bucking if we are too far from Penny, and bucking if anyone passes too closely or too fast.
Fortunately, this was a training show and everyone was tolerant of her baby antics. They also paid her compliments when she was behaving, which was very kind!
There is at least one more NMBHA training show we plan to hit before the “real” pointed shows begin. Truthfully, I expect the whole year, pointed show or not, to be “well, that was a nice training opportunity”!
Next year, (or even late this year) I hope we can go to some Ranch Horse Championship events.
So, I was feeling pretty happy about all that and then I came home Wednesday afternoon to a slightly lame girl.
I brought her in and looked at a mark on her leg and as I came out of the tack room with Sore No More, I saw the real problem.
Apparently, she impaled herself on the one bad branch in a 1/3 of an acre pen and ripped a two-fisted hole in her flank. Well, it missed her abdominal cavity, so instead of being dead, she should be ridable in two weeks. The branch has also been removed (from the pen not the horse).
Dr. Stacie Boswell did a fine job of stitching the mess up in the dark Wednesday night!
I am fortunate to have a great vet who is also a friend who is just as wierd as me. We were blabbing so much while she was fixing up poor Indy (who was a perfect patient, I might add) that I forgot both the tube of Bute and the syringe of antibiotics!
Well, that was another chapter in the annals (which I just tried to spell “anals”, so I am now pretty thankful for spellcheck!) of “If you put a horse in bubble wrap…it would suffocate.” (Which I just shamelessly plagiarized from a vet I know.)
Let the healing commence!