Highboy Fooling Around

Occasionally I want to ride Highboy, but while tacking up I can tell he's just not in a focused mood.  Recently I took him out of his paddock, and he immediately proceeded to initiate lip wrestling with me.  Since discretion is the better part of valor, I elected to put his jumping boots on, then turn him loose in the arena to jump at liberty.

Highboy and I have done this for years, starting when he was just a 16h four year old in rehab.  He wasn't strong enough then for me to ride him, so we started his work with clicker training.  Now he's a half inch shy of 17.1h, and definitely strong, so sometimes when his brain isn't in it for riding we go back to our beginnings and play over fences at liberty in the arena.  

 

Pascal the dog and I stayed in the arena while Highboy had a jolly old time, and once he'd taken care of his shenanigans I pointed out fences and he hopped over them.  Once he was done whatever I'd gestured towards, he came right back to me for a cookie.  We all had a great time, including Pascal who ran and played with Highboy as fast as his dog paws could go. 

Here is the video of Highboy and Pascal enjoying themselves:

 

Effect of Rider Weight on the Horse

I occasionally get the following question from clients:  "I'm a heavy set person, can I still take riding lessons?"  My answer is nearly always, "Yes!"  

In the horse world, as in many other sports, there is a social construct which says the participant must be a certain weight, or body type, to be successful or even accepted in their discipline.  How often have we been to a horse show and overheard people discussing the weight of a rider on her horse in the ring?  Some riding styles are are more prone to this spectator judgement, notably the ones where female riders are expected to wear tight stretchy pants and ride big horses.  

Interestingly, you rarely hear people criticize the weight of male western riders, some of whom are quite large with heavy western saddles, on small quarter horses.  Personally, I've heard many times that a woman shouldn't be riding her (large, substantial, athletic) warmblood because she's heavy, but I've never heard anyone remark that a large man on a small quarter horse isn't appropriate.  That difference is definitely something to notice about how we treat genders in the horse world.

Even worse, I sometimes hear self-criticism from riders.  I inwardly cringe when I hear these things because it's so much more valuable to focus on skills rather than a number on a scale.  "I'm too heavy to ride", "I know I'm not a lightweight rider", "I'll ride when I lose X amount of weight".    I'm eager to debunk some of these negative thoughts because there is solid science that shows horses do much better than we think with heavy riders, especially if the rider is balanced.

In my personal experience, mature horses seem to do quite well carrying a heavy rider.  I've worked with many different types of horses, from small ponies to full drafts, and I've found them to be quite capable and comfortable carrying up to about 30% of their body weight.  Of course adding the weight of the saddle is a factor if you're using a heavy roping saddle.  However, when using a lightweight english saddle, its weight isn't as much of an issue.

That said, of course I want my riders to be healthy.  Rider fitness is critical, particularly with disciplines like eventing and endurance which more heavily require physical exertion.  But there are many ways and weights at which one can be healthy, and it's worth noting that different fitness levels are required of a pleasure rider in the arena versus an upper level eventer. 

I recently read a very interesting book which discussed a concept the authors called BIC, or the Bikini Industrial Complex:

"This is our name for the hundred-billion-dollar cluster of businesses that profit by setting an unachievable 'aspirational ideal' for us, convincing us that we both can and should - indeed we MUST - conform with the ideal, and then selling us ineffective but plausible strategies for achieving that ideal...  

The Bikini Industrial Complex, or BIC, has successfully created a culture of immense pressure to conform to an ideal that is literally unobtainable by almost everyone and yet is framed not just as the most beautiful, but the healthiest and most virtuous...  The body mass index (BMI) chart and its labels - underweight, overweight, obese, etc. - were created by a panel of nine individuals, seven of whom were 'employed by weight-loss clinics and thus have an economic interest in encouraging use of their facilities.'  You have been lied to about the relationship between weight and health so that you will perpetually try to change your weight...

With the time and money we spend on worrying about the shape of our bodies and attempting to make them 'fit', what else might we accomplish?...  If you're using up decision-making and attention-focusing cognitive resources on choices about food, clothes, exercise, makeup, body hair, and fretting about your body's failures, what are you too exhausted to care about, that you would otherwise prioritize?" -Emily Nagoski, PhD, and Amelia Nagoski, DMA, Burnout, p107-112

I encourage you to spend your cognitive resources on something that brings you joy, like improving your riding or becoming a better horsewoman, rather than fueling the Bikini Industrial Complex.

I do find that the smaller the horse, the more careful I need to be with my balance.  When riding a compact horse I imagine that I'm a Lego person, sitting just behind myself in the saddle.  This makes my movements smaller, and changes to my balance less pronounced. 

When I'm riding a huge horse, I still try to be careful with my balance, but shifts in my weight don't affect my mount as much when she's that much over 1000 lbs!

Now for the science:

https://equinewellnessmagazine.com/rider-weight-horses-ability/?fbclid=IwAR15dWdQflRFxM0aVh3HB0n2s4PzqJuFGZvvOJzB1IXZWMSSpKkAOAEoQf4

The data from the study linked above shows that when the rider weighs under 30% of the horse's weight the horse isn't really affected by the weight.  So on a draft horse who weighs 1700 lbs, the rider could comfortably weigh anything under 510 lbs.  A pony who weighs 600 lbs should have a rider under 180 lbs.

https://thehorse.com/115953/how-much-weight-can-horses-comfortably-carry/

This article linked above discusses the balance component of weight and riding.  Horses have a much easier time carrying a balanced heavy rider than an unbalanced light rider.  This is why we focus so much on balance and symmetry in our riding here at Bit of Honey, because balance affects the horse SO MUCH MORE than weight does.  

This is particularly significant when working with riders with disabilities in therapeutic riding settings for a couple reasons.  Riders with disabilities often have challenges with their balance, which we know affects the horse.  Also, therapy horses are often smaller than average to allow therapists to reach the rider and physically assist.  So it's important to make sure that size of the horse is suitable to size of the rider for mounted sessions, especially if the rider has challenges with balance. 

https://thehorse.com/183279/study-increased-rider-weight-doesnt-significantly-impact-horses/ 

This linked article discusses how changes in rider weight doesn't significantly affect horses, either.  This should hopefully bring some peace of mind to riders whose weight fluctuates.  Again, balance is more important, so don't sweat it if your weight changes with the seasons.  Mine sure does, and my horses handle it quite well!

Raven's Friday Night Colic in a Snowstorm

Last weekend I had a scare.  When I was outside feeding the horses in the evening, Raven was standing at the gate, which in itself isn't too unusual.  The odd part was how agitated she was.  She happily ate her mash, but when she finished she began pawing, kicking, staring at her belly, and then proceeded to lie down and get up repeatedly in the alley between the barn and the water tanks, a high traffic area where she was sure to be noticed.  

I brought her back into the barn, checked all her vital signs, and discovered that she was feeling painful and had a belly ache, or colic.  I gave her a dose of equine pain medication, contacted my veterinarian Dr. Landes with Equine Medical Services, and passed on to him all her vitals and how she was presenting.  I gave her an hour to see if the pain meds I'd administered would have an effect, but unfortunately they didn't seem to make her any more comfortable.  By then it was dark and cold, as we were in the midst of a polar freeze plummeting the temperatures down to negative double digits, and it was snowing.  Dr. Landes headed out to our facility in the dark snowstorm.

 

In the forty minutes it took for him to arrive from his place, Raven became progressively more painful.  I began walking her in a large circle outside the barn in our parking area which was just barely lit by the barn lights reflecting off the snow.  If I wasn't actively distracting her she would throw herself on the ground and begin thrashing regardless of whether she was in the stall, barn aisle, or outside in the snow.  I didn't want her to injure herself in this violent behavior, so I kept telling her I heard her complaints, but that we needed to keep moving as walking was safer than flailing.  

Generally with a mild colic I let the horse lie down, as pressure from the ground on the belly will often help with pain relief.  However, when Raven was not merely lying quietly but thrashing in pain to the point of injury I couldn't let her roll like that.  We were still walking when Dr. Landes arrived, and we all went into the barn where he tried to take her temperature.  As soon as she was standing in the barn she tried to collapse and go down, so instead of taking her temperature Dr. Landes gave her some IV pain meds and sedative.  Once she was standing quietly under the influence he resumed his examination.

She had no gut sounds on auscultation (listening with the stethoscope), which was different than an hour previously when I'd appreciated very loud rumblings coming from her abdomen.  Because she was in so much pain Dr. Landes gloved up to his armpit to do a rectal exam, my computer programmer husband looking on appreciating his tech job more all the time.  Thankfully there was nothing amiss internally that Dr. Landes could tell.  Her spleen was in the right place and was a normal size, her manure looked normal, there were some fecal balls in her small intestine, there was no twist in the intestines that could be felt.  It didn't explain why she was acting this way, but it was good news that nothing catastrophic was obvious.

Dr. Landes then proceeded to place a nasogastric tube (a tube that goes up the horse's nose, through the esophagus, and down into the stomach) and gave her some mineral oil and water.  The hope was that she would gain some hydration that way and I could watch for the mineral oil to appear in her manure to demonstrate that the biological plumbing was working all the way through.  I put her in the stall in the barn in some deeply bedded shavings with warm water buckets so that I could monitor her better.  We did everything we could for her in a snowy barn at night, and then it became a waiting game to see if she would feel less painful once the sedation wore off.  If the pain broke through the medications and sedative we would have had to consider hospitalization, surgery, euthanasia, all the difficult and expensive decisions.

For the next several hours through the night I went out to check on her and made detailed notes on her stance (up/down), whether she had drunk any water, whether she had passed manure and what it looked like (color/consistency/shape/mucus/mineral oil), heart rate, temperature, respiratory rate, mucus membranes, and capillary refill time.  She did lie down over the next few hours, but it was quiet resting not the agitated thrashing I'd seen earlier in the evening.  Finally at eleven pm I sent Dr. Landes the last text of the night saying she was looking much better and we could each go to sleep since I wouldn't need him to come out again that night.  My husband checked her once more just after midnight and she still looked ok, so he eventually came to bed too.  

The following day Raven was bright eyed and eager for morning mash.  I gave her the regular amount of mash, but I made it extra soupy to get more warm water into her in case this had been a dehydration colic.  She happily slurped it up, sounding just like a toilet being plunged.  She'd passed normal manure overnight, had been happily eating at her hay bag, and had drunk a few gallons of water.  Still no idea what had caused her to colic, but sometimes you don't get the answers.  I kept her in the stall for the rest of the day and that night, just to be able to continue monitoring her more carefully than if she had been out in the big paddock with the other horses.  Sunday morning she still looked like herself, feisty with sassypants, so I let her go back out to her usual living accommodations.

As a result, I've been feeling quite thankful for my situation.  I'm so grateful to have a barn with lights where we could treat her at night in a snowstorm.  I'm grateful for Dr. Landes' willingness to come treat her when we all know it would have been nicer to stay home on the couch in such bitter cold weather.  I'm grateful for my husband checking on her one last time before bed for my peace of mind, as well as coming outside to keep me company as I walked her in the parking area in the snow.  Mostly, I'm grateful for Raven.  Getting so close to the hard decisions makes me reflect on my time with her, and how much I appreciate her being in my life.  A huge blessing to me was the day Feisty McSassypants became my mare.

I came across a short essay online from Legacy Sporthorses Facebook page this afternoon that I edited to suit my own relationship with Raven.  Here it is:

There is an unfortunate trend going on in the world of horses (and rescue) that I see all too often. Having unrealistic expectations from our equine partners and seeking "the perfect horse".

The reality is, there truly isn't a "perfect" horse. Every single horse you meet will have his own set of quirks and personality traits that makes him, well, HIM. From barn presence, to behavior faults, each one is unique. As owners, our job is find a horse with such characteristics that suit us.  When horse shopping I tell people that every horse has baggage, just like every rider.  You have to find the horse whose baggage color-coordinates with yours.

A prime example of this is my mare Raven. She has become my right hand mare for any job that needs done. In the years I've had her she's carried me to the top of many mountains, she's helped me with young horses in the training program, gone to horseshows, searched for lost dogs in the snow, given demonstrations of tricky coursework and footwork in riding lessons, ridden thousands of back country miles and has kept me safe in many tight spots on cross country courses. She forces me to examine my riding skills and improve, and when I do she demonstrates she’s an upper level athlete. She has always been barefoot with never a footsore day.  She saved my mental health several years ago, reminding me that strong women are both born and made. Reading this, some folks would say she is the "perfect" horse.

People who know her well though, would say she has all the quirks and triggers I find most endearing and not everyone would like the type of quirks she has.

She insists I ride correctly, or she will buck or rear in disgust. She gets excited and nervous about going places and will get herself pretty worked up if she doesn't have enough warmup, or has too long a warmup before competing. She is like riding a race car both in the arena and on the trail, small, sporty, and quick-maneuvering.  If you watch her when tied at the trailer, she'll fling poop at you as she swings her hind feet in impatience before a ride.  She insists on correctly fitting tack, every piece of it from bit (or hackamore) to hind boots and everything in between.

However, every time she “popcorns” after a particularly good jump I laugh. When she squats to go down extremely steep terrain on the trail I breathe deep and give her a long rein so she can navigate her footing, which she does without ever putting a hoof wrong. When she gets nervous and distracted, I give her a task to concentrate on. I have professionals who do body work for her to help her perform at her best, and I always double check my tack.

 

  

These are the things that, albeit annoy me some days, are my favorite things about her because it's what makes her Raven in all of her antics. She’s as smart as the ravens who live in our indoor arena, in a giant nest that they add onto every year, and who have learned to mimic all the sounds regularly heard around here.  These birds click, kiss, bark, whine, and I swear I’ve heard them say my name.  Those birds are brilliant, and so is my Raven.  No horse is perfect but Raven is perfect for me. 

If you want the perfect horse, get a four-wheeler that doesn’t make its own decisions. Just remember that next time you're looking for your next partner, to find the horse with quirks that are fun for you, and whose baggage color coordinates with yours.

Mountain Thoroughbreds

This time of year I sure miss trail riding. Here are my three Thoroughbreds on long distance rides, Highboy and Raven are always barefoot and never have had issues, Note wears front shoes for rocky terrain.

One for Nothing, Note, at Beaver Ponds at Jack's Gulch up Poudre Canyon in Northern Colorado before the fires in 2020.

Note at Fort Robinson in Crawford, Nebraska in 2019
 

Colorado High, Highboy, on Pronghorn Loop at Soapstone Prairie in Northern Colorado in 2015

Highboy at Mueller State Park in Colorado with a view of Pikes Peak in the background in 2018

Raven at Red Mountain Open Space in Northern Colorado in 2020

Raven at Crested Butte in Colorado in 2018

We'll get back to trail riding once the weather improves....

Racehorse Art

I do love my retired racehorses, and I really love drawing exciting scenes with them running, and sometimes jumping in steeplechase races.  Here are a few of my recent racehorse pieces, all are available to purchase from www.BrainDamageDrawings.com

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