I put on my straw cowboy hat and my kickin’-around boots Tuesday to haul a couple of horses to a different location.  In the process, my fascination with natural bonding and communication continued to grow.

Horses at Kirkham
Horses at Kirkham (Photo credit: modezero)

One of the horses was a mare, called Baby, that we’d been taking care of as far as feeding and training for several weeks at least.  She was needing to be taken by her owner to a property farther south from our home where she’d be used for riding lessons.

After struggling to get Baby loaded at the property where she’d been kept for weeks, we took her to her owner at an arena so she could be taken with another mare, named Ducky, to the different location.  Baby and Ducky had never been introduced before, and it’s always interesting to see how horses are going to react when they don’t know each other.

Baby was a bit crazy, stomping and dancing around in the trailer and making our pickup truck shake anytime we’d be stopped at a light.  It was almost like she was dancing to the music playing on the stereo.

With a little more effort, Ducky was finally loaded herself, the truck danced some more with Baby’s stomping and shifting, and we were off to our final destination.  At first, Ducky seemed a bit reluctant to load — probably because she didn’t know that strange, crazy horse in the stall next to her.  They were total strangers.

But the property they were being taken to had even more “strangers” for them to encounter … several more horses.  And, again, it was fascinating to watch the natural interaction between the whole bunch.  There were Baby and Ducky, who hadn’t even seen each other until a half-hour or so earlier, suddenly being thrown in to a pasture with a bunch of other even more unfamiliar equines.

Baby and Ducky, of course, had to get used to immediately being on the bottom of the pecking order and getting checked out and “warned” relentlessly by the others.  After a few minutes, though, the ones who already resided there took up positions on one side of a fence dividing the pasture, while the “new kids” stayed on their own on the other side, each side just looking across at the other.

Meanwhile, Baby and Ducky had seemingly become fast friends after maybe 45 minutes maximum.  There was just a natural process for them to become bonded together as they were forced to deal with the nosiness and bossiness of the others.

If only humans could learn to bond with complete strangers that quickly.

Copyright 2012, Daddysangbassdude Media


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