Thursday, October 15, 2009

Getting Ready To Move




It's hard to believe we've had Freedom for 2 1/2 weeks already. The horse greeting me every day from his stall is not the same horse we loaded into the trailer a few weeks ago. His coat is getting shiny, his eyes are bright, and he has enough energy to run around the pasture with the other horses. Shortly after my last post, I turned him out and he ran off across the field, dropped and rolled to scratch his back. I can't help but get excited about little things like this, because it is showing he is a normal horse again! He still has quite a long way to go though. A few days later we were busy, and had my friend feed that evening for us. The next day, as I got out to open the gate, Freedom looked over his stall door at me, but instead of greeting me with his usual whinny, he pulled his head back in the stall and wouldn't look at me. Talk about making me feel bad!


We're planning on moving the horses this weekend to a barn that is awesome. It is indoor, so no more slopping through mud to feed and clean. Also there is an arena and a round pen, as well as lots of room for turnouts and a hotwalker. It's a lot of work planning this move, but I think it will be the best for Freedom. My older kids have been a tremendous help with him, they get his halter and lead on by themselves and take him for walks. He is such a sweet soul, never walking too close behind them, and dropping his head down low enough for them to reach. I wonder if he was a kids horse at one time, or just really well trained. We'll see!

Monday, October 5, 2009

So Far So Good

Yesterday was the 1 week mark since we brought Freedom home. So far, everything is going better than expected. He's already looking a lot better, his ribs are filling in, and he has more energy. I've been working with him on the lunge line, and he knows how to pick up the trot and canter both directions, and how to whoa. Kinda important on that one. Yesterday I took him for a walk while my husband cleaned out his stall. After a few minutes, I unsnapped his lead rope and let him go. He cruised around the pasture, checking to see exactly how far he could go. After a few laps, he walked right back over to me, I resnapped the lead, and we walked together a little more. By then it was starting to rain again, and his stall was done. He wasn't too happy about his bucket of feed for some reason. Maybe because I'd just wormed him, that stuff can't taste too good, or maybe because it's the first time I'd forgotten his carrots. I'll make sure that's all it was when I go out this evening. Happy first week Freedom!