Quarter step back, half step forward
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.
The (mis)adventures of mules in Wales
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.
One of the (many) things I find interesting about the mule is his position in herd hierarchy. He is not at the top of the pecking order, nor is he
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
Friday is a scheduled day off for the mule, so in the absence of any adventures to share (this morning he walked straight up to me and then asked me
The mule had to have a day off today (why do I have to work? Why doesn’t someone pay me to play with the mule all day?), but yesterday I
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