Stubborn .... [stuhb-ern]
1. unreasonably obstinate; obstinately unmoving: a stubborn child.
2. fixed or set in purpose or opinion; resolute: a stubborn opponent of foreign aid.
3. obstinately maintained, as a course of action: a stubborn resistance.
4. difficult to manage or suppress: a stubborn horse; a stubborn pain.
5. hard, tough, or stiff, as stone or wood; difficult to shape or work.
Weaning a foal is always a little bit like a lucky dip. Sometimes you put your hand in and pick out a real gem, a foal that while missing mum a bit, is willing to get over that and start to look forward to the next stage of their life. They want to learn to be handled and they enjoy the human touch.
Sometimes you put your hand in the bag and pull out the booby prize. And while Iam not saying that Daisy is the booby prize from this year's foals, I am saying that she is a real difficult girl. Stubborn, resistant to change and not wanting to accept that her life is now changing.
Over the Easter weekend we decided to wean Daisy as Trixie was a gem and very quickly accepted life without mum.
How different can two girls be?
I have been thinking about Daisy and her entrance into the world was not an easy one, in fact, she arrived too early (about 2-3 weeks). She arrived the morning after a heavy storm and was born in the middle of the slushy paddock. Unable to stand and support herself, Evan and I had to lift her along with leading Maddie up into the stable.
Because of her being so premmie, we called Monika and she had to have all sorts of needles and had an ongoing course of antibiotics as there was an issue with her lungs. We had to milk mum and syringe the colustrum into her and feed her every hour. All very invasive and not a good start into the world.
Then we had to spend time with her to make sure that she could stand and support herself and get to mum's milk.
So, her introduction into the world was not a good one.... and it seems has inprinted itself into her personality.
Today is Day 4 of Daisy's education. I can see the look in her eyes..... "Im not going to do this ... Im not going to do this ..."
Evan is being very paitent with her and all reports indicate that she is starting to relax and accept her education. Starting.
However, unfortunately for Evan its taken its physical toll after losing his footing and taking a tumble and receiving bruising up and down the left side of his body and badly bruising his left thumb.
We still have the 2 Conatus boys to wean, however, we have put them back a week or so.
I wonder what we will pick out of the lucky dip with them?
Helen.
1. unreasonably obstinate; obstinately unmoving: a stubborn child.
2. fixed or set in purpose or opinion; resolute: a stubborn opponent of foreign aid.
3. obstinately maintained, as a course of action: a stubborn resistance.
4. difficult to manage or suppress: a stubborn horse; a stubborn pain.
5. hard, tough, or stiff, as stone or wood; difficult to shape or work.
Weaning a foal is always a little bit like a lucky dip. Sometimes you put your hand in and pick out a real gem, a foal that while missing mum a bit, is willing to get over that and start to look forward to the next stage of their life. They want to learn to be handled and they enjoy the human touch.
Sometimes you put your hand in the bag and pull out the booby prize. And while Iam not saying that Daisy is the booby prize from this year's foals, I am saying that she is a real difficult girl. Stubborn, resistant to change and not wanting to accept that her life is now changing.
Over the Easter weekend we decided to wean Daisy as Trixie was a gem and very quickly accepted life without mum.
How different can two girls be?
I have been thinking about Daisy and her entrance into the world was not an easy one, in fact, she arrived too early (about 2-3 weeks). She arrived the morning after a heavy storm and was born in the middle of the slushy paddock. Unable to stand and support herself, Evan and I had to lift her along with leading Maddie up into the stable.
Because of her being so premmie, we called Monika and she had to have all sorts of needles and had an ongoing course of antibiotics as there was an issue with her lungs. We had to milk mum and syringe the colustrum into her and feed her every hour. All very invasive and not a good start into the world.
Then we had to spend time with her to make sure that she could stand and support herself and get to mum's milk.
So, her introduction into the world was not a good one.... and it seems has inprinted itself into her personality.
Today is Day 4 of Daisy's education. I can see the look in her eyes..... "Im not going to do this ... Im not going to do this ..."
Evan is being very paitent with her and all reports indicate that she is starting to relax and accept her education. Starting.
However, unfortunately for Evan its taken its physical toll after losing his footing and taking a tumble and receiving bruising up and down the left side of his body and badly bruising his left thumb.
We still have the 2 Conatus boys to wean, however, we have put them back a week or so.
I wonder what we will pick out of the lucky dip with them?
Helen.
Little girl Trixie, growing up nicely.
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