Post by Melanie on Mar 13, 2005 11:44:00 GMT -5
I leave Westy in the trailer for a little while because I need to get his stall ready. And he'll be safer in the trailer, he's getting feisty.I walk to a nice stall that is right next to Cameron's and across from Freedom's old stall. Now she's in the fialing barn. I grab five bags of shavings and empty them into his stall. I spread them around and make a nice even layer. I grab his new water buckets and hang them on the bucket holders. Then I fill them with fresh warm water. I then screw his corner feeder into the corner of his stall. Then I give him his two scoops of grain and put two flakes of hay into his stall. Then I open up his new nameplate and screw it onto his door. Above that, I screw in the four hook hanger. I put his extra halter and leadline onto it and then I open up his blanket rack. I put that on the side of his stall and open all the new blankets I bought him. I put the blankets he would need for this season on the rack and put the rest in the tack room. Then I walk back out to the trailer and open the ramp. He's moving around restlessly. "Easy boy, it's okay." I grab his leadline and walk to the side door next to his head. I open it and he spooks. "Hey boy, it's okay, calm down." He's excited and nervous and wants out of the trailer. I slip in and put the chain over his nose. There's no telling what might happen when I back him out. I apply pressure on the leadline and he starts backing out quickly. I duck under the barn and follow him out. As soon as all four of his hooves touched the ground, he rears. He comes down and I grab his halter and spin him around so he gets off balance and can't rear again. I quiet him down and he relaxes, a little. "Good boy." He neighs loudly and gets answering greetings from inside the barn and the pastures. "Okay boy, time to get you inside." I lead him in and he prances around nervously. I yank him with the chain to get his attention back on me and lead him to the crossties. I clip him in and while he is looking around and checking out the mares, I take off his traveling blanket and shipping boots then start brushing him. I spray show sheen on him and then brush it into his coat. I get all the dirt off his legs and hooves and then comb out his mane and tail. I wish I could ride him, but there's no telling what he would do and I was alone, I didn't want to get hurt. Instead, I put a light blanket on him and attached his lunge line to his halter.
I send him away from me and he starts bucking and galloping. I yank on his halter but he keeps doing it. He slips in the corner and almost falls but regains his balance and prances away. "Okay boy, easy, walk on." He starts off at a fast walk but eventually calms down and walks at a nice pace. I have him walk for five minutes and then pick up the trot. He trots for another two minutes and then I ask him to pick up the canter. He does, but can't resist throwing in a few bucks before settling down. He canters around me three times and then U ask him to halt. He does and then I walk up to him and switch the lungeline so that it's on the other side. I do the same thing going this way, except no bucks, and then cool him out. Once he's cool I bring him back to the barn and clip him into the crossties. I take off his light blanket, brush him quickly, comb out his mane and tail, and pick out his feet. Just for good measure I apply hoof oil. Then I put on his shoulder guard, his fleece and his medium stable blanket. I unhook the crossties and lead him down to his new stall. He walks in and circles a few times, getting used to the huge space. The stalls at the sale barn were much smaller. He settles down and walks over to me. I give him a carrot and a kiss and he walks back to his grain. As he's eating, I take off his halter and walk to the door. I open it, step out and then close it again. I leave the top section open so he can stick his head out and then I hang his halter on his door. I put the leadline up beside it and then I put away aall the grooming gear. "Bye boy, love you, see you later!"
I send him away from me and he starts bucking and galloping. I yank on his halter but he keeps doing it. He slips in the corner and almost falls but regains his balance and prances away. "Okay boy, easy, walk on." He starts off at a fast walk but eventually calms down and walks at a nice pace. I have him walk for five minutes and then pick up the trot. He trots for another two minutes and then I ask him to pick up the canter. He does, but can't resist throwing in a few bucks before settling down. He canters around me three times and then U ask him to halt. He does and then I walk up to him and switch the lungeline so that it's on the other side. I do the same thing going this way, except no bucks, and then cool him out. Once he's cool I bring him back to the barn and clip him into the crossties. I take off his light blanket, brush him quickly, comb out his mane and tail, and pick out his feet. Just for good measure I apply hoof oil. Then I put on his shoulder guard, his fleece and his medium stable blanket. I unhook the crossties and lead him down to his new stall. He walks in and circles a few times, getting used to the huge space. The stalls at the sale barn were much smaller. He settles down and walks over to me. I give him a carrot and a kiss and he walks back to his grain. As he's eating, I take off his halter and walk to the door. I open it, step out and then close it again. I leave the top section open so he can stick his head out and then I hang his halter on his door. I put the leadline up beside it and then I put away aall the grooming gear. "Bye boy, love you, see you later!"