Elvis’ pasture mates got hauled off to the training barn for start-of-season tune-up, it is February, isn’t it?
He had a couple of days whinnying for his past company, and staying safe under the overhang of the barn. When his absent owner returned the following day, he came out expecting me to have his buddies with me, he had made that association!
Next day, the routine was repeated, me hanging out while he licked his plate clean. I had the Parelli carrot stick with me this time, as I sat, making lazy circles, which did not seem to bother him. He reached over and wanted to check it out, the string, the stick, and then back to his dinner.
Today, it was obvious that he is becoming more comfortable out in the wide open range of the pasture, lying down for a nap, and meeting me as I came through the gate with his treat plate. While I threw hay, he finished and joined me at the feeder as I sat on the edge, hanging out without agenda. He continued conversation with me with his nose and wiffles.
He wanted to be standoffish instead of close, but changed his mind as I was making my way to the gate, deciding to again check out the stick as I offered as an extension of my arm. While holding the string against the stick, I touched his shoulder with it! He flinched, but stood for another touch, and then decided he had enough!
Would this be the start of working with liberty? I’m taking what’s offered and working with it! I think it’s timely to introduce the stick and starting concepts of my space-your space! I’d love to know what you think!