Join Date: Oct 2009
Location: Breinigsville, PA
• Horses: 0
Guilty Vent about Noah...
Just a vent (frustrated with myself more than the horse...)
Well, Noah went with his new Mom and Dad on Saturday. I really, really have high hopes for him in his new situation. They really seem to get his attention and make him listen. Noah actually FOLLOWED the husband down the driveway to load in the trailer. I was shocked! He runs over me almost every time I lead him, and he's done it repeatedly to three different trainers! For his new owners, he's not very intimidating. They have an 18h Perch gelding that sounds like an even bigger handful than Noah!
Last week, right after we made the sale on Noah, he knocked me flat out on the concrete asile. I was trying to wash a cut that he had gotten on his behind. Since he freaked being cross-tied or single tied (and decided that the hose is now out of the question), I had my fiance hold him on a lead while I bucket washed his cut. He was fine until halfway through when he suddenly decided that he was done standing and wanted me to get away from him. He started chasing me with his hind-end to push me out of his space. I looked down for a second to make sure we weren't going to trip over the bucket, and his rear slammed me in the side taking me down on the ground. I knew that was going to happen one day. I was furious and took him into the indoor to make him walk through the obstacles, back up, etc. to again reinforce the fact that I am in charge. He just looks at you like "whatever, are we done now?" Ugh, I was upset and frustrated so I tried to make the week easier on myself and went to the barn as little as possible. Saturday morning came when he was being picked up, and I went over early to clean him up before his new owners came. When I first tied him, he was fine. Halfway through our grooming, he decided he was done again and as I turned to pick up another brush, he walked over as far as the tie would let him, then swung his butt and pinned me against the stall door. If you're near the front of him, he'll use his head to slam you until you're out of his space. If you're at his side, he'll use his shoulder, near his back end he uses his butt. He never seemed overly aggressive, just using as much force as he needed to in order to get his own way. He had absolutely no fear or respect for anyone, and was completely disinterested in people. It broke my heart that he never showed the slightest bit of affection towards me and he hated when I touched him for too long. He just had this wall up around himself and kept everyone out.
Of course, I was upset when he left. But, I felt really guilty on Saturday for not being more upset than I was. I felt relieved that he was gone, which made me cry even more. I feel like I gave up on him and failed, then took the easy way out by getting rid of him. I know that if I hadn't gotten him, he would have ended up at auction a few days later. I keep reminding myself that I got him healthy, got his weight up, and found him a perfect home. I just feel crappy. Everyone keeps telling me that not every horse is a good match and I know they're right. I don't regret the decision to sell him, I just regret the way the entire situation turned out...
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