Monthly Archives: February 2015

Catching, simplified.

This past week, I’ve mostly been working on liberty stuff with the mule – hanging out with him, being friends, and asking him to walk with me around the paddock. This is something we’ve done before, although he was always … Continue reading

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Catching: a time line of events

Although I’m always dealing with varying degrees of a sore back (I have lordosis in my lower spine and mild scoliosis in my upper spine, because I am a very greedy person), my body appears to be making the most … Continue reading

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The mule and his therapist, part 3

Saturday was the mule’s final session with Stacey. As with last week, it took place at liberty in the field and the mule was very eager to take part (although as the field sessions have mostly involved me giving him … Continue reading

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I will be very glad when this catching problem is something we can look back on and laugh at.

Well, the mule’s catchability did not last the week. The last two times I caught him, Iris had already been taken out of the field; and as he was reluctant even then, I thought I might encounter some issues when … Continue reading

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The mule and his therapist, part 2

Marty’s second session with Stacey took place in his field, at liberty. I was glad that I wouldn’t have to try and catch him (it’s sad to admit, but I do get a little knot in my stomach now when … Continue reading

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The art of catching

My theories about¬†catching the mule have evolved over time. I used to believe that, if I set out to catch him, I had to catch him –¬†no matter how long that took. Until recently the longest I ever spent trying … Continue reading

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The mule and his therapist

On Sunday we had a visit from Stacey Bevan, a healer and animal communicator who specialises in horses. I’d come across her name on a local Facebook group, where the topic of animal communication had been raised and Stacey came … Continue reading

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The mule wears saddles now. Saddles are cool.

I am very proud of my mule today: he wore his saddle and girth for the first time! Walked around with it like he’d been doing it his whole life. Clever, beautiful little mulo. He’s had ropes round his belly … Continue reading

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A sunny stroll on the common

It was a beautiful afternoon, warm and sunny, and I ambled out to the field to see if the mule could be persuaded to come out for a walk with me. He could not. He stood and watched me approach, … Continue reading

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Time to crack out the tiny victory flag

The mule was easy to catch today, but I rather suspect that was because I don’t usually work him on Fridays and he thought it was going to be a halter on/halter off/grass scenario. Ha. I took him out for … Continue reading

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