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ANNIE HAS NEW, SHORT AND PESKY FRIENDS!


Tuesday, November 17th, 2015 | Filed under Annie




How are your animals during thunder storms?

Mine are not so great… I mean, none of them are brand new animals.  None of them have never before heard a thunderstorm.  And, they have all survived them… But, for some reason, my animals (all of them) freak out during thunder storms.

Well, the new mare, Annie, is probably the worst of them all.  She is 4 years old, grew up in Nevada where they have thunder storms, but she must miss her security herd because she becomes very upset with strong winds and … now I’ve learned… thunderstorms arrive.

So, this week we had a huge thunderstorm here in Northern CA (Thank you, Raingods!).  And when I woke up and went down to feed, this is what I saw…

Ponies and Annie living together!

The morning after the thunderstorm, I went out to feed and lookey who was together!

The morning after the thunderstorm, I went out to feed and lookey who was together!  Annie and the ponies!

IMMEDIATELY, I CHECKED FOR DAMAGE… All were fine!

Immediately, I checked them all over for damage.  They either had to go over, under or through a fence to get here… so which was it?

Hmmmm, no damage to the ponies… nor Norma, nor Annie.  Yay!

So, what was broken, I wondered?  How did they gain passage?

I shuffled off to look at the most obvious answer – and low and behold… the gate was gone.

Usually, there is a gate here between the two pastures.

Usually, there is a gate here separating the two pastures.

Here is Slick, hoping that he wasn't in trouble but also quite proud of the new pasture improvement.

Here is Slick, hoping that he wasn’t in trouble but also quite proud of the new pasture improvement.

ANNIE AND DODGER PROBABLY COOKED THIS UP TOGETHER.

That gate has been there for years.  It is too tall for the ponies to unhinge it.  So, I think Annie did that part.

But, I think Dodger incited her to do it because he wanted his old pasture back anyway.  As I’ve said previously, Dodger became depressed when I shut them into the smaller pasture to provide room for Annie.

I think Annie was happy to remove the gate because she had been spending a lot of time around that gate, sniffing the ponies.  I think she was lonely and ready to make friends.

Then came the THUNDER –  A perfect excuse to run amuck and rip off the gate!

Hence, new friends, an instant herd and a new pasture improvement brought to you by Big Annie.

Annie wasn't talking but she was the only one tall enough to take the gate cleanly off its hinges.

Annie wasn’t talking but she was the only one tall enough to take the gate cleanly off its hinges.

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I noted that Annie seemed to really like Norma Jean, my donk. Of course, everyone likes NJ. However, in this pic, you can see that Norma was not too happy being pushed around by Annie. I watched closely and no harm was done. Just, “I’m the boss” stuff.

SO I LEFT THEM TOGETHER… SEEMS KINDA NICE FOR THEM.

The ponies are familiar with living with big horses.  They’ve lived with Mama Tess, Gwen, Remi, Bodhi and Rojo.  They know not to get fresh with Annie.

This was reaffirmed at dinner time when I witnessed Annie made ‘that face’ and the ponies went running as fast as their little feet could take them.

The hierarchy had been settled.  Annie would eat first and alone.  Norma could eat near her, but not share with her.  The ponies had to eat somewhere else.

But, everyone was much happier together.

I’m glad it worked out.  Thank you, Mother Nature!

Annie ate first and by herself. Norma could eat nearby... but the ponies had to be far away. Still, they all got along and seemed happier for the grouping.

Annie ate first and by herself. Norma could eat nearby… but the ponies had to be far away. Still, they all got along and seemed happier for the grouping.

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An Annie-ism.


Thursday, November 5th, 2015 | Filed under Annie




The new rescued mare, Annie, has many ‘isms’.

Now that she is relaxing and feeling secure, her personality is coming alive.  And, I am finding that Annie is a funny, quirky girl!

For example, when she first sees me in the morning, she will hoarseholler at me until I speak back to her, then she will stop.  But, not before.

If I pet her, I have to start at her shoulder or she turns a circle and we start over.

When she picks up a foot, she will pick it up quickly and slam it down first, and then pick it up higher.  She won’t do it my way the first time – yet.

If I bother her while she is eating, she will turn her head away from me.   However, if I actually sit down and join her while she is eating, she will shove food my way and eat very close to my body.  It is as if she is saying, “Either have the grace to sit a while, or go away.  But if you do join me, I’d be very pleased and share with you.”

Today, I was able to photograph another one of her ‘isms’.

Annie and her bagism.

She loves it if I eat with her, but if I interrupt while she is eating willy-nilly, she gets upset.

She loves it if I eat with her, but if I interrupt while she is eating willy-nilly, she gets upset.

ANNIE AND THE HAY BAG.

Annie has a love/hate relationship with the new haybag.

I give her a haybag because she is pregnant and I don’t want her to go hungry.  I don’t need to provoke her into a huge, hungry, hormonal mare in my front pasture…

The haybag is one I found at the Horse Expo this year.   It was called, ‘indestructible small holed’ so I purchased it.

This is the bag Annie loves to hate.

She loves it because it contains hay.  She hates it because it doesn’t deliver the hay fast enough.

Each night when I give her the haybag, I pull out several fronds for her quick dispatch.  However, as soon as I walk away, I can hear her tossing it into the heavens and then chasing after it.  She’ll paw at it and grab it with her teeth… then get very frustrated and toss it another 50 feet.  She does this all over her pasture.

I know she tosses it all over her pasture because:

a)  I’ve seen her throw it far and wide

b)  If I’ve missed the actual tosses, I can see the remnant hay trails from where the bag has landed abruptly… and from where she has dragged it within an inch of its life

c)  I once found it in a tree

Every day, I go on a hunt to find where she gave up on the hay bag the night before.

And every time I bring her foe, the nemesis hay bag back up from the pasture – she glances at it as if to say, “Next time, old bag, I’ll get you… until we meet again.”

THE PHOTOLOG

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Here is the indestructible canvas hay bag with small holes.  (thehaypillow.com)

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Annie knows her hay bag is coming and she awaits with anticipation.  She has eaten her entire dinner and tossed her bucket aside.

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I pull out fronds to get it started – which she loves.

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Here she is already becoming frustrated because the bag is withholding precious hay.

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Here she is dragging it backwards like a mountain lion with dinner.

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Hmmmmm. Where did she leave the bag this time?  It is in this photo…

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Aha!

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Stepped on, dragged, tossed and deflated. The empty hay bag looks exhausted from its fight.

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The arrow isn’t pointing at my shadow – it is supposed to be pointing to the hay trail of where she has dragged the bag.

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Here she turns around to watch me bring her foe up from the lower pasture.

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She regards her foe… “Ah, you again… until we meet tonight!”

The haybag lives on!…

 

 


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