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Post by JoanMRK on Aug 20, 2009 18:52:55 GMT -5
Wow he really was a character! Sounds like you have a lot of stories. I had a gelding similar to him (sounds like) who was a standardbred x QH -- he was a barrel of laughs, especially at how "spooky" but silly he was. ;D
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Post by lindad on Aug 20, 2009 21:21:23 GMT -5
This may sound even sillier but your TB may have had PTSD and subsequent hypervigilence and nightmares in which he relived the panic and was running or trying to crawl out of a stall or something. When panic occurs the system often does not return to homeostasis and remains in a constant state of hyperarrousal. It gets replayed in the dream state. I say that because he actions sound so similar to vitims of trauma.
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Post by barbhorses on Aug 21, 2009 0:16:41 GMT -5
Not every horse is the same in each breed and not every breed is good for each owner. Personally, I love the hot blooded and compact OLD (aka not Andalusian or Lusitano or Sorraia and/or modern Spain and Portugal horses) Spanish horse for the obedience and swift nature. However, not everyone likes that kind of horse. Some people like the tall horse and/or long horse because they are not as agile or swift.
The Kiger reminds me more of a warm blooded horse, but that could change with each Kiger as there is different modern breeds within the Kiger. Which would make the Kiger more desirable as you can find a tough horse that is hot or cold or in-between. You can find a horse that is compact or long. For me, I am stuck hardly on the Spanish horse of California; the Spanish Sulphur horse for its hardiness, intelligence, stamina, agility, quickness, loyalty, personality and more. I am one that the Kiger did not stick its roots in. However, the Kiger is certainly a breed that many people will love.
What I mean is that not every breed is for every person. I am being extremely general. Some are die hard QH people, others die hard Morgan people, others die hard Mustang people, others die hard warmblood people, etc. etc. etc. I believe that if a person has a true passion for a type or breed of horse that they will think of that type or breed like not being able to have enough "potato chips". Everyone breed or type has its lure, but not every breed will lure everyone in.
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Post by stormyranch on Aug 21, 2009 8:58:20 GMT -5
Kigerfan, I laughed so hard when I read the story about the attacking bush!! When I was at the Steens mts. a couple of weeks ago I was riding my 3 year old Sadona. He was afraid of the big rocks (about 3' X 3'). I think he was sure something was going to hatch out of it and attack him. What he was most afraid of was the cage of rocks used as a corner post in fencing. Rocks in a cage, OH MY!!! But he was so awesome on the trail. Nothing else bothered him. He even crossed the water without hesitation and it was his first water crossing! We also took my 3 yr. old Lovely and my daughter rode her. She wasn't afraid of anything except crossing the water. It took about 6 tries before she could do it without jumping in. It's funny how each horse is so different when it comes to being afraid of things. Lovely and Sadona have been raised together their whole lives, but definetly see things differently! www.mollydillphotography.com/p101618829/h210c77a6#h210c77a6www.mollydillphotography.com/p101618829/h38fcb61c#h38fcb61c |
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Post by kigerfan on Aug 21, 2009 11:28:32 GMT -5
I have a whole mess of stories about Rocket. His registered name was Rocket Prospect. He had a sense of humor and was a very active boy. We were in a parade with a fellow from our ranch that had a TB that was basically an exact duplicate. So much so that one time early on he accidently took my horse out instead of his and was commenting on how active he was, wondering what happened to his horse. I told him nothing, your horse is still happily standing in his stall, that's my horse  Anyway, we were in a parade at the back of the group of horses. He was facing the crowd on one side and I was facing the crowd on the other. We were both prancing sideways down the parade route directly opposite of each other. We looked like a matched set of trick horses. This one lady came up and stood right next to my horse who was basically prancing in place. She said she thought that was the neatest trick. I said this isn't a trick and I really wouldn't be standing there if I were you. During that same parade, kids were diving under the horses to grab candies that some dingbat in our group was throwing out. They dove not only under my beautiful little mare my husband was on, but also my TB who stopped and stood still and looked underneath him to see what the child was doing. No matter what, he always seemed to be very careful not to hurt people, he was always very aware of things. |
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Anyway, we were in a parade at the back of the group of horses. He was facing the crowd on one side and I was facing the crowd on the other. We were both prancing sideways down the parade route directly opposite of each other. We looked like a matched set of trick horses. This one lady came up and stood right next to my horse who was basically prancing in place. She said she thought that was the neatest trick. I said this isn't a trick and I really wouldn't be standing there if I were you. During that same parade, kids were diving under the horses to grab candies that some dingbat in our group was throwing out. They dove not only under my beautiful little mare my husband was on, but also my TB who stopped and stood still and looked underneath him to see what the child was doing. No matter what, he always seemed to be very careful not to hurt people, he was always very aware of things.