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Mustangs by nature have an over active herd-instinct.
Well, just keep woriking on the trust thing. And practice having them out of each other's site for short periods of time, and let them know that they come back, even when they can't always see them. I once had a wild mustang, that was no longer wild of course, I'd take him tot he horse parade. Well, I had my young son on the back of me one year, and they said no riding double and kicked me out. Yes, I had to make my mustang with my young son on the back of me, leave 1000 horses and go the opposite direction, in car traffic. He did a little 'hop up' at first, and didn't want to go, but he calmly left that parade and safely took my son and me back to the barn area several miles away.
I was so proud of that mustang! I could ride one son on the front, and one son on the back and we could ride anywhere. I miss Sharky. He was the best. He had an awful scar on his face from when a halter was never removed as a young colt and his face grew into it and had to be cut out. Not by me, but apparently who ever adopted him, haltered him, turned him loose and could not catch him again. But to me he was beautiful, and the mustang is my favorite! I used to ride that horse all the way into town, 15 miles. I could ride him across overpasses and through sprinklers in the artichoke fields, into the ocean, across plastic. I rode him bareback or saddle. And he could run for miles if I wanted to. I could stake him out on a long rope, for a long time I had no corral and just staked him people's properties to mow for them, day and night for weeks on end.
Oh, guess I could go on forever about him huh.
He sounded awesome, Boo!
How've you been? School almost over for you? My kids only have about 2 weeks left.
Mustangs by nature have an over active herd-instinct.
Well, just keep woriking on the trust thing. And practice having them out of each other's site for short periods of time, and let them know that they come back, even when they can't always see them. I once had a wild mustang, that was no longer wild of course, I'd take him tot he horse parade. Well, I had my young son on the back of me one year, and they said no riding double and kicked me out. Yes, I had to make my mustang with my young son on the back of me, leave 1000 horses and go the opposite direction, in car traffic. He did a little 'hop up' at first, and didn't want to go, but he calmly left that parade and safely took my son and me back to the barn area several miles away.
I was so proud of that mustang! I could ride one son on the front, and one son on the back and we could ride anywhere. I miss Sharky. He was the best. He had an awful scar on his face from when a halter was never removed as a young colt and his face grew into it and had to be cut out. Not by me, but apparently who ever adopted him, haltered him, turned him loose and could not catch him again. But to me he was beautiful, and the mustang is my favorite! I used to ride that horse all the way into town, 15 miles. I could ride him across overpasses and through sprinklers in the artichoke fields, into the ocean, across plastic. I rode him bareback or saddle. And he could run for miles if I wanted to. I could stake him out on a long rope, for a long time I had no corral and just staked him people's properties to mow for them, day and night for weeks on end.
Oh, guess I could go on forever about him huh.
He sounded awesome, Boo!
How've you been? School almost over for you? My kids only have about 2 weeks left.
