Meet #9402, BLM Yearling Filly
Okay, so let me make this upfront and clear. This was again not my idea. My husband is wanting to get out of cattle and into horses more. We're bleeding money with the cattle market down. Sure it'll come back up but until then? Ouch. (Makes you wonder why hamburger is still 6.99 a lb or whatever astronomical price it is, eh?).
He is not in this because he loves horses. He admits he likes them better than cows, but he's not like me. He sees the $1000.00 incentive and in his head, that's more than a cow will bring at the market in a year. He does. not. care. what happens after that year is up. He's not a right so and so but he isn't a horse lover like I am. He's just practical, sometimes a bit too much. To him, horses like her are just livestock, to be bought and sold.
Me, I'm seeing the end result. Get a horse, take care of it a year, then what? If they don't have a job, they are going to end up in Mexico. I want a horse to have the best chance at a good life if it leaves our place.
So. I told him if he goes this direction, it will be me choosing the horse, and I wanted time to watch them in the pens. I wanted to look for a yearling, one that shows signs of being a larger Mustang when full grown. I wanted to see how they handed chaos and stress, if they were biters or kickers or jackwagons in general. I didn't care if gelding or filly. Barring any horrific flaws in conformation, I just wanted one that was inquisitive and relatively calm under pressure. She will be taught to lead, load, let us handle her feet, be trimmed, and eventually will get taught to be ridden under saddle. For now, it's the basics and first things first are trust and respect to be mutally earned.
This is #9402. She is from Nevada, something something Valley... (Not Palomino Valley - I'd have to look at her papers again). The BLM lady who processed our paperwork claims to be from there and stated that most of the Mustangs out of that area are heavily influenced with Morgan and TB ancestry. I believe it. Some of those horses were well over 15hh, but also didn't show a LOT of the typical Mustang hallmarks, but I couldn't put my fingers on what I was seeing. Others were quite petite, almost delicate looking, had the floofy mane, forelock, tails, quite elegant - but small in stature, quite obviously of the Spanish heritage. Others looked like they were cobbled together from spare parts, like a kid assembling a model car with leftover parts from various makes and models.
This one, as has been pointed out by DreamCatcher, is probably going to be a rough riding little lady. Her pasterns are stocky, fairly upright, her fores run straight up into her shoulders. I compared her build to Trigger's and... they are put together about the same as far as the pasterns/leg/shoulder set up. And he is a ROUGH riding little dude... but he's an awesome trail horse.
So I'm hoping she makes a good trail pony. Her attitude was unflustered when the cowboys were using the flags to pull out various horses... she just got out and away from the knots of fillies, all fighting to get in the corner away from the circus. She wasn't the one to bite, or kick others. She kept circling the pen, getting a little closer to us with every pass. She was curious and more interested in people than the others in her pen.
She's tapped my fingers and snuffled them while in the trailer and I was standing outside, fingers on the bars. She's sniffed and nuzzled my hair while in the trailer as well. In the pen, she was, of course, wanting to stay as far from me as possible. If I just ignored her though, she couldn't stand it and would come to investigate me. I took a chance on seeing how she'd handle a human holding her lead rope... it took about 10-15 minutes, and a few wrong answers, for her to realize a single step toward me would release the tension I kept on the lead rope. 5 more minutes later, and she was walking calm circles around me on the lead rope.
She is probably a sabino sorrel - she has a few white spots on her belly, roaning on her barrel. She still has her short, fuzzy little baby mane, a little baby fuzz in her hair... yet she's nearly 14.2/14.3... she's taller than Superman, maybe taller than Trigger... yet clearly is still very much a baby when you compare them to one another.
Not sure what her name will be. Right now, like all our fillies, she's just Little Sister. In the pictures at the pens, she's the sorrel filly to the right - always standing just a little apart from the others.
"We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that death will tremble to take us."
Last edited by Foxhunter; 10-07-2019 at 12:28 PM.