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Post by DianneC on Oct 1, 2011 22:59:36 GMT -5
We should start a new thread on tricks our Kigers have pulled. I remember trying to put up a fence when Chinny was a yearling. I couldn't pound the nails because his nose would be in the way! I laid my new leather gloves down, big mistake. I found one of them the next spring all full of holes from his teeth. Had to give up on using the electric weedwhacker in the pasture - I couldn't get him to leave the electric cord alone. Then there was the time I had been brushing him to take a picture. He picked up the brush, ran to the far end of the field and dropped it. Then came cantering back throwing his head from side to side, like he had just pulled a great joke on me!
Best story I ever heard was when Bettye Roberts was trying to dig out a water connection that had frozen and then burst. She was using a shovel and her Kiger, Sonny, got in there with both front feet to help with the digging.
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Post by kimk on Oct 1, 2011 23:52:16 GMT -5
you mean Bettye Roberts, right? her husbands name is Carter....
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Post by DianneC on Oct 2, 2011 11:40:36 GMT -5
Duh, and I didn't even catch it when I moved it. Thanks Kim.
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Post by lindad on Oct 2, 2011 20:38:53 GMT -5
I believe that Bettye also shared a story about Sonny saving her life by killing a rattlesnake(s).
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Post by kigercat on Oct 3, 2011 10:39:03 GMT -5
Mine are mostly just general busybodies...nothing can be done anywhere without a contingent of snoops checking out every move. Stealing any tools, gloves, even the manure fork left unattended for mere seconds. Manure forks make great toys to smack your herdmates with.
I also have one mare that will shut the stall door in my face... I open it to go in she pushes it shut with her nose before I can get the wheelbarrow in to pick it. This goes on a couple times then she lets me in...and as I generally just leave the door half open with the wheelbarrow in the doorway she then will open the door and try to sneak out when my back is turned. I'm currently working on voice commands to have her close the door behind me when I leave....but she is overenthusiastic so closes it ALL the time.
I also have the "stealth butt scratch" maneuver ... be it in the field or while cleaning a stall it is the slow creep up in reverse for a butt scratch. If I move there is the oh so casual check over the shoulder to find the new location and slowly, ever co casually scooch over and creep back in my direction. Diva has turned the stealth butt scratch maneuver into a fine art.
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dunbnwild
Yearling
Wild horses can drag me away :-)
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Post by dunbnwild on Oct 3, 2011 11:44:01 GMT -5
Lazzy and Cat are the worst about tag teaming me... one will be innocent while the other traies to do something, and while I'm dealing with the bad one, the innocent one makes her move. They've got it down to a science. Lazzy is bad about banging on stuff and knocking it over, breaking things. Cat is more into opening gates and going where she is not supposed to go.
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Post by fantasykiger on Oct 3, 2011 13:52:20 GMT -5
Fantasy is an escape artist as a youngster she learned the fine art of climbing panels. Rear up get your front feet over the top, step on lower rails with back feet push your weight up and over roll onto your back and your free. keeping her stalled was very difficult her first reaction was always to rear up, it wasn't until she was bigger and older she realized she was just to big for that maneuver. So she learned to manipulate gate latches and push gates open. Electric tape didn't keep her in just one zap and your out.
Over time however Fantasy has thankfully learned there is no place like home in the pasture and rarely escapes these days.
Super however has discovered when it comes to opening gates you don't mess with the latches. You just hit the hinges hard with your hoof and push, that will pop the gate loose from the latch and everybody gets out to play. Another of Super's nice tricks ground out the electric tape by pulling it off the insulater with your hoof quick like then procceed to wrap yourself in electric tape and walk back and forth. That enables you get rubbed in places you may not be able to reach. When your done just give to the pressure until the tape drops and walk out or just slowly keep pulling until it snaps and breaks away. Yep' there is alot of tied knots in my electrical tape as of now.
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Post by lindad on Oct 3, 2011 23:07:43 GMT -5
Bolero waits until the maure cart is full before dumping it over, and the runs like heck, laughing, I'm quite sure.
Spring refused to be caught once just before a lesson. My trainer arrived and watched me for a while and then came out to show me how it's done. Spring let him almost touch the halter before she bolted and looked back at him prancing, tail high, and gave her head a toss into the air. I laughed so hard, and said, you just got flipped off horsey style", and he said defeatedly, "yeah, I know". They can make you look good or like a darned fool.
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Post by lindad on Oct 3, 2011 23:21:21 GMT -5
I was giving a 5 yr old girl a ride on Spring. I led Spring and mom walked along side. The girl was wearing a dress. Chica was a 2 yr old, and fasinated by this child. Chica would prance up and tickle the little girl's bare leg and then run off. The child giggled in delight and Chica tickled and ran away, repeatedly. We were all giggling at their game.
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Post by gotkiger on Oct 4, 2011 15:00:11 GMT -5
it isnt about a kiger but it is still kinds funny. I worked with a belgain gelding once. He was a very sweet guy. Durring the winter he had to be stalled to keep his feet dry and clean because he had white line. Every time I would go in to clean his stall he would come up behind me and start twitching his nose all over my back. H e woud then procede to rub my shoulders abd down my arm. Then he would make his move and slowly move his big ole face down in front of me. That is how he got the name Casanova. I loved that guy. He would also try to take the apple picker out of your hand.
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grullagirl
Weanling
Have you hugged your horse today?
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Post by grullagirl on Oct 12, 2011 15:51:39 GMT -5
Ruger isn't much of a trickster but he does get bored easily with training exercises so if you don't vary it he can be a pain in the butt. In my opinion though thats what makes him fun LOL.
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Post by DianneC on Oct 12, 2011 19:07:40 GMT -5
They do have their opinions don't they? And they are so good at letting you know what they are.
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Post by prizmbluekigers on Apr 12, 2012 16:06:05 GMT -5
GATES! Houdini Fit can open two of the three pasturea gates now. I looked out the other day to find the 3 Kigers grazing in the from yard. I put them in, made sure the gate was secured and 10 minutes later they were back in the front yard. Bolt latches take him very little time to scope out and release them.
While they were out Fit learned and then taught how one of his daughters to raid the bird feeders. He tips them sideways and lets the seeds run into his waiting mouth.
He and one of the fillies have already been over the 4 foot fence a time or two. Good thing he likes home and doesn't lead them down the driveway to more freedom.
I swear I also caught him trying to open the tack room door on the trailer. That boy needs more jobs and I only get to ride a couple of times a week. Still we laugh and I reflect that I MIGHT have spoiled him a little.
I toook him 4 tries and three treats and he will pick up a hat off the ground and hand it to me. That action can be one of the ACTHA obstacles so we are practicing. They place a hat on the ground and give you a stick to pick it up, but they say if your horse will do it that counts too.
I would like to use several stories of our talented Kiges in the documentary so we may contact a few of you for permission.
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zhiaral
Weanling
Dusk & Dam
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Post by zhiaral on Apr 12, 2012 20:07:04 GMT -5
Dusk has been trying her best to figure out how to open the latch on the gate. She hasn't gotten it yet, because she can't quite get her lips in, lift, then pull on the gate at the same time. However, when she gets disgusted with her failure, she has developed an unfortunate, annoying vengeance - she turns around, backs her butt up tight to the gate, stands on her toes (since I attached it up high)... and poops on the latch.
She also has a new 'game' with the muck barrow. It's a four-wheeled cart (I hate three-wheel barrows!), and she waits until I'm raking up manure, grabs the back edge, and tries to drag it away.
Oh, and treats - not for her convenient horse nuggets, apples or carrots! She doesn't like them. Peppermints, though, she climbs in your lap and tries to eat your coat for. One of the dogs also loves peppermints... so when Dusk gets one, sometimes she 'shares'. She mouths it for a while, waits for the dog to start squirming with hope, and then spits the mint out at her. Pooka doesn't mind - she's happy with horse-slobber mints! But then, the silly mutt tries to eat the hay and the Mezotrace, too. After all, if Dusk likes it, it must be good to eat!
Learned something new the other day. The mine that Mezotrace gets their minerals from is less than a mile from my house.
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Post by lindad on Apr 12, 2012 23:22:46 GMT -5
It was a hot day, and I heard my Kiger, Chica kicking the trough and it continued for a good while, so I went out to see if there was a problem with the water. I found Chica and Jerry the mule with their heads in the trough, and Chica kicking it with her front foot. The water level was low and the water was vibrating so that it caused it to jump and mist their faces. They kept it up for a good 20 minutes or so.
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