- When we first got him, he managed to continually cut up his own legs in his stall overnight; slightly self-destructive, if you will.
- To prevent the self inflicted injuries, we had him on overnight turnout. One night there was a bad storm coming in, so he was turned out in the indoor arena. He managed to nudge the door open with his shoulder (causing a nice big gash) and wander through the two adjoining barns all night. During this time frame he found the only fly bait in the entire barn (hidden quite high and out of sight) and ate about 1/8th of the package (no worries – it was non-toxic, he was watched, and nothing ever happened to him except the flies stayed away from his manure for a few days ). After feasting on the fly bait, he then managed to nestle in with the ponies for the rest of the night. The B/O found him in the morning standing, head first, crammed (a 17.3hh horse) into one of the very tiny pony stalls in the back barn.
- We once tailored for 7 hours to get to a show. I knew he was a tail-rubber, so I made sure to wrap his tail for the trip. Upon unloading, as I walked him off the trailer and walked past a group of people I heard a crowd of gasps and giggles. I turned around to find my guys tail a complete disaster. He somehow managed to keep the tail wrap on, yet completely entangle the entire rest of his tail over and into the wrap. I have added the picture of this after we managed to pick out the tail wrap (you can kind of see me looking very impressed in the background).
- Throughout the season, we travel to shows that are usually a couple of hours to get to. The first couple trips always involved him getting his shipping wraps off, cutting up his legs, scraping his forehead, rubbing his cheekbones and usually he somehow figured out how to remove his hay net. We quickly figured out that he has special shipping requirements. He now sports bell-boots on all fours, full shipping boots that go from hoof to armpit (practically), a leather bumper cap, modified cheek fuzzys that cover the metal parts on his halter, his own special hay net, a dose of “perfect prep” to make shipping a little less stressful, oh yeah, and his own luxury stall (had to take out a partition to give him 2 stalls!).
- I will make this short because I already wrote about this in another post… We have found out that he has a “girthy” problem that results in him literally falling down on the cross ties! If you wish to read up on this interesting experience, I wrote about it on Page 2 of the thread Extremely girthy horse...help..
- His favorite past time (as I am sure is the case with many) is grazing. This horse LOVES his grass…too much. I literally have to lure him away from the grass with carrots, otherwise he has a tantrum, stomps his feet, and has almost tried to lie down, just to prevent me from taking him away from it. We are working on this issue, and he is responding well to positive reinforcment...food rewards (surprise, surprise). This horse loves his grass so much so, that one evening he started to choke on it because he was eating it so ravenously – even while choking he resisted to me trying to lift his head from the ground! (No worries, he was fine and it – knock on wood – has not happened since). Seriously though, you would think we starve this horse!
- We started blanketing about a month ago. At night I would put on his blanket, only to find it off in the morning and completely hidden under his shavings. Upon further inspection, none of the straps were broken, nor were they undone. After doing this a few nights in a row, one of the girls at the barn caught him in action. Being that there were no leg straps on his Baker, he would rub his body against his stall in such a motion to get the blanket up near his withers. He would then burrow his head and shake so it slid down his neck and then literally step-out of his blanket, leaving it completely in tact. Needless to say, the next day I had leg straps installed on all of his blankets.
I have attached a couple pictures of my guy, and as you can see, he is very beat up and neglected. I obviously starve him to death as well!
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