Horses, what else do you need to know

I have decided that I will try to ride Satin tackles this week, and her owner seems thrilled with the idea (we’re in need of entertainment at the barn). I will report back if I don’t die.

“The mists of Eriskay 🐴🐴 Eriskay pony stallion prowling through the mist near Eriskay. The Eriskay pony is one of the oldest and rarest breeds in the UK. It is the last remnant of the western isles pony and survived extinction due to isolation by sea of Eriskay. It was utilized by the islanders until better connections were made to Uist and the Mainland. During this period, machines became more available replacing the work of the ponies, threatening their existence. These ponies are critically rare and hardly found outside the British Isles 🐴⛰. There were around twenty left in the world during the 1970’s, and due to the hard work of the crofters and locals, they saved the breed and formed the mother society and studbook (@eriskaypony_original_society). Eriskays have a very dense coat that is shorter than most of our other natives, most likely an adaption for living by the sea. They are prized for their lovely temperament and willingness to work, which makes them an ideal family pony and working partner. Eriskay ponies are categorized as priority by Rare Breeds Survival Trust” - Ruth on the Hoof

So: here’s Kestrel, an approximately 8 year old Warm Springs mustang mare, 17 days into training on January 5th, 2021.

August 15th, 2021. Today she had her first ride outside the round pen—on a lead line, but still! It was her fourth “real” ride (with forward movement, steering, stopping on two reins). I’ve already noticed a difference in how she feels under saddle. She’s sturdier & learning to carry more weight, the saddle doesn’t wobble side to side like it did even a few days ago.

Summer 2020

Nyooming over the last in the jump off 🌟

⛔️ boop snoot at your own risk ⛔️

Picture credit @spurbroke

Mane Memories

Interview cat

Matias, laughing: No. Absolutely nothing.

Summer 2020

I had to lift his feet out of the bowl he’d put them in because he couldn’t work out how to get out of it on his own and was upset because the others had left him.

Hidalgo & Nudossi - mein bunter Gefährte und sein Hafferchen