Taking the high road
Yesterday was mule’s day off. Although I’d planned to catch him/reward with grass before work, it was -7 and everything was frozen so I didn’t see any purpose in moving
Yesterday was mule’s day off. Although I’d planned to catch him/reward with grass before work, it was -7 and everything was frozen so I didn’t see any purpose in moving
When I arrived at the yard today, the mule walked straight up to me and put himself in position for haltering. He would have put it on himself if I’d
Continue readingMaybe I’m only allowed to catch the mule on alternate days
Today was a very brief, but very interesting session with the mule (I really need to think of a different adjective for describing what it’s like to work with him.
I CAUGHT THE MULE! Ha! Sorry, I’m trying not to be too over-excited. Catching him is certainly not something I will take for granted again, and I am by no
Oh dear. I feel like this is turning into some kind of farce: the mule would not let me put his halter on today. In fact, this is the first
Well … mule was catchable today. He walked away from me at first and, when I stuck with him, he pinned his ears and scurried off to hide behind Iris.
Continue readingIn which Marty remembers how to wear a halter
Today was one of those difficult days with mulo. I am glad to say that these are getting fewer and farther between, but it does mean that when things do
Continue readingIn which Marty forgets he has ever worn a halter
The whole herd had their hooves trimmed today, and mule was exceptionally good. It was only the second time he’d ever had his back feet trimmed, but he handled it like
I asked Ben to do some work with the mule yesterday; partly because I was tired from work and didn’t feel up to mule’s standards, and partly because it always