And finally, my youngest: Talyn.
For her whole story, you can look at this thread Hmm, decisions...decisions LOL
Anyway, she was born feral sometime last spring (2012) and I first saw her when she was, I'm guesstimating, right around 5 months old. She caught my eye in spite of her faults. At first I think it was the blue eye and the belly splash, but the more I studied her and her momma, the more I fell in love with her temperament as well.
So, when the owners suddenly decided to round up the entire herd and ship them off, I was determined to get her. She came home in February of this year as a bounce-off-the-wall wildling.
*about 11 months old*
She was relatively quick to gentle at first, getting her roped, haltered, and leading tentatively that first afternoon.
Her first human touch
After that, she progressed quickly....with some help from the old respect-teaching babysitter, Dobe
She became more and more confident to approach me on her own without fear
She and Dobe quickly bonded as he took her under his wing (he's a Pegasus with invisible wings, didn't you know? LOL)
At this point, she'd been here a little less than 2 weeks
That was also the time of her first excursion out of the roundpen on a lead. Took all that like a champ
In an attempt to train her mane to all lay on one side, I braided it...which put a huge flashing neon sign right on her poor neck LOL
*12 months old*
Then, it was time for her to re-join a herd as a domesticated horse, so she got turned out with Dobe into the draft pen.
That caused a rather hilarious amount of shenanigans on their part