Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Brownie in Braids


Brownie in a bad mood.
Brownie's mane was flopping all over the place and I felt he needed a more sophisticated look.  To get his mane to lay on one side, I had to put it in braids for a while.  He expressed extreme annoyance with my work and great dissatisfaction with his appearance.  Then again, he had no idea what the end result would be.

Is it just me or does he look like a sissy in this photo?  I have GOT to take a good picture of him.  The question is When?  Emily says his hair will have grown back on his wounds by spring.  You mean I have to wait for SPRING to show off my horse?

Thursday, November 15, 2012

My New Horse




His Royal Majesty, 2001
 
Brownie sticking his tongue out at the camera.
I have a new horse.  I call him Chocolate and sometimes Fudge, but his stable name is Brownie.  His registered name is "His Royal Majesty."  He is a thoroughbred.  Thoroughbreds are used as race horses.  Steve compared  a thoroughbred to a Ferrari.  As a race horse he was pampered, trained, and worked very hard.  He won $35,361.  But he neglected to save for his old age. 
Because of his lack of planing, he's had several careers.  He was also a dressage horse.  That means a well-trained rider can make him dance.
Unfortunately, I am not yet as well-trained as he would like.  But I am learning because he is now what is called "a trainer horse."  Instead of me training Brownie, he is training me to give the correct cues.  Soon we hope to be dancing together. 

Brownie getting tired of posing.
A beat up Brownie
 He was given to me by a lady that couldn't keep him anymore.  He considers himself a herd leader.  Unfortunately, another horse in his stable was also a herd leader.  They fought terribly and Brownie lost.  He was kicked and bitten so badly that he stopped eating for a while and lost weight. 
Luckily, I needed a horse.  He's a good boy.  He's very eager to please.  He does what you ask when you ask correctly.  And when you don't, he tries to figure out what you want.  He's also a cuddle-bunny.  When he needs a hug, he lowers his head and nuzzles until he gets the attention he wants.
But the best thing about Brownie is that, when the weather is good, my grandchildren and I can ride him whenever we want.