Mouse

#638 - Arab/QH Filly. Bay, Black shadowing on legs, light shadowing on muzzle. We call her Mouse (field mouse coloring).

New photos 4/10/02

New Photos 10/17/02

Update 11/11/2002 - Here's our little Mousie learning to tie! She did a wonderful job in school today. As a reward, she got herself a manicure. She wasn't overly delighted with the idea at first, but she settled down and was a very good girl for Mr. Farrier!

Update 8-9-2003 - Holy Haystacks!!!

We had a visitor at TIER that I had never met before! Grace told me the lady used to come out to visit and help a long time ago. The lady's name is Stephanie and she adopted Grace's friend Amber. Sadly, Amber crossed the Rainbow Bridge recently and Stephanie came out here to visit us for a couple of days in remembrance of her lovely friend.

I guess Grace's friend Amber inspired Stephanie to start taking John Lyon's courses in horse training. So, I thought Ms. Stephanie was just going to visit, give us treats, talk sweetly to us, rub on us, coo over our beauty and intelligence, etc. HAAAAAA!! Next thing I know this lady has got me in the round pen and sticks some kind of metal thingy in my mouth!!!

Being the very intelligent, easy going kinda girl I am, I accepted this bit thing without any problems. She started asking me to 'give to the bit'. Whatever the heck that means. She would put pressure on one side of this contraption and, of course, I would turn the way she wanted me to. What........did she think I was gonna freak out or sumpthin??? I may be a petite gal in stature, but their isn't anything petite about my brain! I figured it out pretty darn quick and didn't even throw a hissy fit (like some horses I know!)

What was the big deal anyway? She had me going this way and that way, rubbing ropes all over me, under my belly, around my flanks, legs, etc. She must be easily entertained because none of this bothered me at all. (I already learned some of this from that nice guy Harry!!) It was 104 degrees out there that day and she spent a long time doin all this stuff. By the time she had satisfied herself that she could do rope tricks, I was bored. Sigh. Finally, that Gail lady came over, gave me some icky stuff she called wormer (yup....it's that time again! They stick this gooey stuff in our mouths every couple of months and it tastes gross!) and I got to go back and finish my breakfast. Ahhhhh, Humans! They sure are funny creatures!