Thursday, February 5, 2009

Sometimes I'm Afraid To Say I'm A Trainer


I just finished reading FHOTD and am sad and stunned and speechless at what a "trainer" did to a mule. (If you want to read the details, click on Fugly Horse of the Day to the right. --->)

The question has been raised, however, of why the owner never went to check on her mule. Most of the horses I train are for my own students so they are at the barn on a regular basis and see how their horse is cared for and handled. I did have an owner in Alaska send me a pony to train and sell and I was in regular email contact with her and sent her photos and updates on his progress. While I may have used a stick on his roany-pony bottom to motivate his flying changes, he was certainly never in danger of any sort of abuse. I should have made sure the owner knew she was welcome to drop in unannounced at any time. Looking back on it, I am honored that she trusted me with her precious boy. (Alvesta Manroe the Giant, pictured above.)


Poor, poor mule.

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