I got a message from my sharer at lunchtime today, when I was standing in the queue for the butcher, the way you have to.
She said she thought he didn't want to leave the filly, that "once in the shelter he was constantly fighting, ears back, didn't want me near him or grooming him." She ended up not riding as it felt too risky for her.
I was horrified but remembered that yesterday morning, when I caught him to go to meet Bella, he refused point blank to go in the shelter, and when I insisted he was an idiot, swinging himself out when I tied him up, rolling his eyes and dancing about (which is scary with such a chunky horse, even if he isn't tall). I told her that and said I was sorry I hadn't mentioned it and that I would go and see him when I got home to see what I could make of it.
I went and caught him, no trouble, and led him in his halter straight to the gate. No trouble. Another livery was taking her mare for a walk and we joined them, Sid was absolutely fine, no faces or bad behaviour at all. When we got back to the field he didn't hurry or call to the filly (who was grazing peacefully). I took him to the shelter: he stopped dead. "I'm not going in there." I had a treat in my pocket and lured him in, patted him, told him not to be a Muppet and led him out again. He was polite, but restive while we were in there.
I think something has scared him. I'll try feeding him in there tomorrow and Christmas Day and see if that makes things easier. And I will ask Steve to put a tying ring on the wall of the hay store so Theresa has somewhere else to tie him while she tacks him up.
it is odd. I remember Ziggy had weeks sometimes when he was frightened of the shelter. I wonder what happens?
She said she thought he didn't want to leave the filly, that "once in the shelter he was constantly fighting, ears back, didn't want me near him or grooming him." She ended up not riding as it felt too risky for her.
I was horrified but remembered that yesterday morning, when I caught him to go to meet Bella, he refused point blank to go in the shelter, and when I insisted he was an idiot, swinging himself out when I tied him up, rolling his eyes and dancing about (which is scary with such a chunky horse, even if he isn't tall). I told her that and said I was sorry I hadn't mentioned it and that I would go and see him when I got home to see what I could make of it.
I went and caught him, no trouble, and led him in his halter straight to the gate. No trouble. Another livery was taking her mare for a walk and we joined them, Sid was absolutely fine, no faces or bad behaviour at all. When we got back to the field he didn't hurry or call to the filly (who was grazing peacefully). I took him to the shelter: he stopped dead. "I'm not going in there." I had a treat in my pocket and lured him in, patted him, told him not to be a Muppet and led him out again. He was polite, but restive while we were in there.
I think something has scared him. I'll try feeding him in there tomorrow and Christmas Day and see if that makes things easier. And I will ask Steve to put a tying ring on the wall of the hay store so Theresa has somewhere else to tie him while she tacks him up.
it is odd. I remember Ziggy had weeks sometimes when he was frightened of the shelter. I wonder what happens?