Communicating

Have you ever thought about if people could be more like horses?

When you meet someone you could just softly blow into their nose to see if they are
friends. That's what horses do when they want to see if the other is a friend or someone they should be afraid of. I thought I would bring it up, since Rose was having me do that and then she was fellowing me everywhere because she established that I was her friend.

I find it very interesting watching and learning about the different behaviors and how they communicate to each other. Now the key here is to establish that I am the Alpha Person, so they won't bite or kick me.

You will see foals when they feel threaten doing a mouthy thing (moving their month, like they are saying, don't hurt me I am little). It's like when a puppy feels threaten how they expose their belly.

Another thought is how they seem to send telepathic pictures to each other when they are communicating. I have watched them do this. Now wouldn't that be a better way to communicate then us talking, and trying to see if the person is receiving what we are trying to tell them?

They do use a lot of body language. For instance, A mare just has to flick an ear in warning to one of the others and they back off. Or how a mare will move her foal around the pen. Nipping it if it does something she doesn't like.

I remember having this colt race up to his mother, who was eating peacefully, he thought he would be cute and climb up on her, she never lifted her head, but took her back leg and shoved him about ten feet. He got up, shook his head and never tried that again.

So, I sometimes wonder if our way of communicating is so great?

Butt Scratching

Well, every since Rose was a few days old we have scratched her rear. Now it is an everyday thing that requires a few moments of time to Love on her and scratch her butt.

She thinks this is the way it is.

Tale of the Flowing Water

Well, I found a major water leak, that was causing a river to flow down the hill in the paddock where Rose is. She loved it, she was over there pawing at it and sticking her nose in it. Who said these Egyptian Arabians were afraid of water. Not this group.

I did have one once who was afraid of a butterfly, kept leaping up in the air to get away from it.

My wonderful neighbors came over last night and fixed it for me. They had to dig up the pipe that had broken in the ground and replace the frost free faucet.

Thank Goodness for wonderful neighbors!

Anyway, now Rose is puzzled..what happen to her play thing, it's all dried up. So I guess I will have to run a little water in the paddock for her to be happy.

Rose is turning Grey

This morning I really noticed how much Rose is turning grey, along with rubbing her neck and mane. Of course, I was concerned so I took a real good look at the rub spot and realized she was probably getting sprayed with the automatic fly spray (which shoots a small amount of spray every 30 minutes). Well I am sure it itches, so she rubs. So I finally got smart and decided the flies where better than having Rose rub out all her hair. I turned it off. So my advise to others is to move their automatic fly sprayers out of the stall itself. Also Rose is losing her lovely chestnut hairs and in return there are grey ones emerging. So with an Arabian Horse, they truly are a horse of a different color!

Rose at Twenty Days old

Here is Rose at twenty days old and growning. Her Dam (Mother) Dani takes her outside everyday for the sun and fresh air.
The other night we had a surprise storm, that really came upon us in a hurry. Dani and Rose made the run for the barn
and I got struck out in it......soaked in a minute. That was fun! Lucky for me it was warm out.