
28/02/2025
Building on what your horse loves.
You can’t turn a sows ear into a silk purse. Maybe not, but you could leave it on the sow and let it do a perfectly good job of being her ear.
Some horses just don’t enjoy the jobs we give them. And then we think they’re dull or lazy or opinionated. Rather than taking stock of whether they’re just inappropriately employed. For the bleak year I worked in a building society I was all of these things, and some. Other people who worked there enjoyed their jobs as it played to their strengths, but I began to have panic attacks before work.
This can be true for some horses too. They’re just signed up by the wrong company; find them a job they can do and can enjoy, and they’ll happily give you everything they’ve got.
Many moons ago we ran a community project here on the farm for young people. It was a bloody brilliant thing. Except for one horse, one we had bought especially for the project . But he just did not dig it. He did not enjoy being fussed and petted and groomed. He was not really into groundwork. He did not love being lead slowly round with someone on board.
Until the day we collectively decided to try ‘horse boarding’ - otherwise known as strapping a skateboard to a horse in harness and hanging on. THEN he came to life. This activity played to all his strengths, both physical and mental. He knew how to do this in his DNA and he was all in.
Not long afterwards we sold him to a horse logger who could give him a life and a job that really suited him.
My youngest horse is a really good guy who tries his best to say yes to anything. For a variety of reasons being in the arena is on his ‘O.K I’ll do it list’, but not his ‘Yes please I love it’ list.
A couple of days ago I took him up on the moor - right now it’s probably the slidiest I’ve ever known it. It’s deep mud and very poached, But to him it’s a playground. Apparently it’s very unusual to get gaiting in the fusions, but gait he does. And when we hit a particularly treacherous piece of ground he assumes hovercraft mode and we zoom our way over the top. It is still such a novel sensation for me that I can’t stop laughing and if ever a horse could say ‘I told you I was good at this’, well he would.
I wonder how often, if we took an honest look at the actual horse in front of us rather than the one we want them to be, we might find them something to do which they can excel in rather than just tolerate?
You may have such an example in your mind already, please share if you do.