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
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
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
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.
Continue readingThe mule wears saddles now. Saddles are cool.
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
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
The mule hasn’t been up to much, lately. He had Tuesday off, but suffered the tedium of being subjected to me three times as we had a lot of snow
The mule was really excited to see me arrive this afternoon, and he hurried down to the gate and brayed for me when he thought I wasn’t coming to see
Yesterday wasn’t a working day for the mule, but I caught and haltered him in the morning so that I could give them all some grass. He was perfect. He started to
The mule had Tuesday off, as usual. We’d run out of hay so I went up first thing to put his halter on, which meant that I could move the fence for them instead.
A month or so ago, the mule and I were out for a walk on the common when we encountered a loose horse. She was a very big mare and she
Continue readingThe further adventures of Mule-Ninja and Trip Hazard Girl