Saturday, August 30, 2008

A Blue Moment



Yes, we know it's a horse blog, but this pic of Lox' brother Blue (below, red leash) watching squirrels on the perimeter trail was just too cute to pass up! Longtime Rottweiler watchers may note a slight resemblance to their big sister Britany, RIP (above, patterned leash)!

He's Officially 3 Years Old!





Yesterday was Lox' official #3 birthday, making him, well, about 9 years old in people years. We celebrated with a turnout at Martinez Arena, where he has quickly discovered that the shady corner with the dried willow leaves on the ground is a nice spot to hang out during these dog days of summer, followed of course by a deep muzzle dip in the trough and a little game with the spigot.

Lox is sporting our new Chris Cox training halter and lead, which arrived this week and is a great invention for safety and communication! Kudos to horse trainer Ron Hutchison for the suggestion. Thanks to friends and neighbors Monica and Steve, we're getting a lot of benefit from the Chris Cox training DVD's as well.

Next year, carrot cake!

Monday, August 25, 2008

More Lox Pics



This young man seems to be growing up before our eyes! A few days shy of his third birthday, at some moments he looks like a small grown-up horse, then with another look he is a young horse again! He's adapted really well to the fly mask and we're working on fly spray and other ground handling. Regular turnouts in the big arena allow lots of rolling and running opportunities, long walks in the neighborhood give him a chance to take in everything from bicycles to helicopters, and a session with Chris Cox student horse trainer Ron Hutchison was a big help for all of us!

Friday, August 22, 2008

Who is exercising whom?

Mindful of Jean's need to occasionally kick up her heels, Lox patiently walked with her as she took a run around the arena.

Photo and copy credit to Claudia!

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Hanging Out in Griffith Park with the Big Boys




Above: Having a cool drink with Django; Ali and Lox getting acquainted at Martinez Arena.

Thanks to the generous nature of Claudia and her horses Ali (a 32 year old Arabian gelding who is an excellent babysitter) and Django (a 25 year old Trakehner gelding with a heart of gold), Lox has had a great time going for walks and turnouts in Griffith Park. Plus there's a stop at a water trough! Below, finding our footing on a walk down a steepish hill.


Monday, August 11, 2008

One Week Report






For the most part Loxley (as in Robin Hood's birthplace) had a great first week, and we're delighted! He has been extremely calm and level-headed in our daily outings, so far long walks and turnouts in a large arena.

He has adapted quickly and with incredibly rapid "processing" time to painted words and lines on the streets, manhole covers, stepping up and down curbs, tractors, garbage trucks, street cleaners, kids on big wheels, cyclists, joggers, motorcycles, wheelchairs, freeway sounds, car and house door slams, overhead air traffic, walking on a swinging bridge over a river, walking through tunnels under the freeway, trails, etc. With each potentially scary thing we encounter that does NOT send him sidewards or over backwards I look forward to what a wonderful riding horse he will be!

He's still a little wiggly about stepping through or over water on the street, and couldn't quite come to terms with seeing a Saddlebred being worked with a cart (shades of Rose - the first time she saw that she screamed for 10 minutes "RUN! Faster! You're not making any progress, it's right behind you!"), but overall he is incredibly adaptable to a wide variety of stimuli. He is always happy to see the many horses as the big barns nearby, and does a short little baby whinny.

Several days he's enjoyed the company of a friend's 32 year old rock solid Arabian gelding Ali, and several days we've gone out alone. We're starting over a bit on his ground manners, for example he wants to walk behind not next to me, and is a bit mouthy, though these are already showing signs of progress in the past couple of days. He is very engaged and relaxing somewhat around me, I think.

The first time we turned him out he ran and ran like a racehorse - I think he was quite pent up from the stress of move. The second turnout (see clips above) was a more typical relaxed roll-fest with some trotting and galloping here and there.

We did have a bit of a hiccup in that he put on his Cranky Pants in his stall one night during a later-than-usual meal (my fault). We made some immediate changes to the feeding plan - including feeding him at exactly the same time as the neighboring horses so he doesn't feel left out that their feeding times are different.

Out in the paddock he has been a cheerful complete gentleman and seeks the halter, is very responsive. Once he trusts us more we will start asking to be in his personal stall space more.

His ground manners are so-so; he tolerates but isn't excited about grooming or hoof cleaning, and fly spray is a big turn-off unless sprayed onto a brush first. He's been very cooperative about using a fly mask during the day. He will let me touch him all over (out of his stall) and has a good back-up and side movements.

He is less interested in carrots or apples than any horse I've ever seen. He came from being on only alfalfa/bermuda pellets, I'm keeping him on some pellets and transitioning into bermuda and timothy hay with a few handfuls of alfalfa and a tiny scoop of Integrity Growth. For a week I had him on psyllium since he used to eat on sandy ground.

It's amazing that virtually no one (except the natural horseshoeing trimmer who is from the UK) here knows what a Cleveland Bay is, even the longtime horse people and trainers! The folks around the LA Equestrian Center pride themselves on their warmblood knowledge and even they have to ask. It's fun having someone so unique!

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Landed in the Burbank Rancho!
















He's here! After an uneventful trailer ride, and his agent Sabrina's dubious "can you really have horses in this neighborhood?" delivery, Mulgrave has arrived and is getting settled in his new home in the Burbank Rancho. He was warmly greeted by us, Emily, Kristi, Lauren, Marko and his canine brother Blue.

As hoped, he was very excited to see Bermuda hay and has already also done an excellent job of trimming the overgrowth on the paddock perimeter. He seems quite comfortable with the stall/paddock in and out, figured out immediately where the feed room is, and gave everything a good solid look and smell before settling down for a quiet night.

His calm, generous nature is really showing through in how adaptable he seems to be. We sure are glad to have him here!

Monday, August 4, 2008

Mulgrave Fire's Sire, Fiero Gato

Attention, Arabian fans! Mulgrave's sire (father) is this handsome stallion, Fiero Gato.
Sept. 2003, age 7.  Carol Mulder photo.

Mulgrave Fire's Dam, Bey Breze Robyn

Here is Mulgrave's dam (mother), a lovely registered Cleveland Bay mare, and some of his half-siblings.





More Test Drive Video, Loose in Round Ring









Sunday, August 3, 2008

Back for another look and ride

Videos courtesy of Claudia Schmitt!







Our first meeting

This was our first impression of you, that you were a gentleman! You were very kind, cooperative, and for a little guy had a nice build and were pretty good about your feet. You were interested and confident, that star on your forehead looks like a diamond, and your little white sock is a fun little bonus (we won't tell your relatives). Hmmm.... horses that make you go hmmmm......




What he looked like 3 months ago



These were the photos send by the agent on our first inquiry. They were taken about 3 months ago. Nice bath! Nice trot! Intriguing enough to drive out there to meet you...

T Minus One


Mulgrave Fire arrives in 24 hours! Just think, right now our unsuspecting new horse is probably wrapping up a very typical day in his desert paddock east of Temecula, hanging out with that cute little sorrel mare next door, dodging the tarantulas and rattlesnakes, getting ready to enjoy the sky's nightly incredible light show, munching some pellets. My little friend, your life, and ours, is about to change a good deal.

We hope you'll like your new stall and paddock. They were lovingly constructed over a period over several years for their previous occupant, the lovely Royal Masque. Yes, she also had a better stable name, actually many of them, and so shall you. We just don't know what they will be yet, because we'll need to learn more about your personality before anything can really stick. So for now, as a tribute to your well-bred heritage and all the Mulgraves that came before you, and notwithstanding the teasing the other colts no doubt gave you, we shall call you Mulgrave.

It's been lovely to search for you, find you, think about, analyze and dream about you. You won out over a lovely distant relative of yours - distant as in common breeding somewhere back there on the other side of the Pond, and distant as in far from California. Maybe we and you will meet her someday, but fortunately you are closer and more accessible and offer a different package of horse potential, one that will be slower to unfold but likely equally rewarding.

So tonight will be the last night we go to sleep horseless, and your last night under the stars of the desert sky. Sleep well, sweet brown boy. Tomorrow we'll begin a new journey.