My friend Robin traveled to Nevaeh’s home to trailer her to her new home last
We got her loaded on the horse trailer with 2 others. (That helped her anxiety.) And we headed back home. She unloaded fine if a little hesitantly and entered her new field.
She’s been nervous in her new home. New sounds. New sights. New horsie companion. Every new thing she sees holds the possibility of eating her alive! See, horses are not predators. Horses are the object of predators. They know it and their defenses are many. They fear anything that has changed. A new branch that fell from a tree, a new bucket or grain scoop, even a new pile of mulch in the yard next to the horse field. So, care must be taken in gaining the horse’s confidence around these things. They really do believe any of these things could eat them!
Things went ok. Then we were in for another bout of brutally cold weather and another huge snowstorm. On Sunday, took the blankets out to put on the girls. Bu accepted hers without much fuss. Nevaeh paniced. She was sure that thing was going to eat her. So over the next hour, I picked up the blanket, rustled it at intervals, talked to her, assured her and slowly moved it toward her where she could smell it. Then I slowly touched her shoulder with it and slowly eased it over her back. Got it fastened and we were done. When I talked to her old owner I told her about it and Mel said she was lying to me. She has had blankets on before. Problem is everything here is new and Nevaeh is awfully insecure. She is slowly becoming accustomed to her new home.
She’s still a sweetie! (She’s the one who’s standing very alert and tall.)