Years ago after trying to manage Fox’s escalating hoof issues I wished that I could swap Seneca’s hooves on to Fox’s body. Fox was pretty much everything I wanted mentally. He was laid back, easy, and unflappable. If I hadn’t wanted to compete he would have been the best trail pony ever, unless you wanted to go fast. Fox never went anywhere fast. He was always the very last horse in every trail ride because he seemed to just want to stroll along and enjoy the walk at a snails pace. I did love that about him. After trail riding Seneca, who hated being off the property and hated trail rides anywhere, it was refreshing to have a horse who genuinely enjoyed ambling along the trails all day. Seneca had the feet, Fox had the brain. I wished for years that I could combined the best attributes of both of them.
But it didn’t happen. I had initially set out a lead shank with a chain as a just in case. We didn’t need it she walked calmly by my side and other than being a bit wide eyed Remmy behaved as all princess’s do with poise and grace.
She has been this very same girl, accepting and adaptable from minute one. Remmy let me bathe her and clip her within a few days arriving with no fuss. In fact that seems to be her mantra, no fuss, why expend that kind of energy.
She does have a couple of quirks. The first we are working to correct. She is very resistant to picking up her back feet. It’s not that she can’t or is experiencing some sort of pain, she would just rather not have to. We are solving this with ground work and cookies when she does it nicely without snatching her foot up.
The second quirk is not really something I can do anything but puzzle over. Remmy likes to patrol the pasture. She isn’t doing it out of nerves or looking for the other horses, she just likes to walk the fence line in an observing way and then go back to eating. She isn’t upset when she does it, just attentive.
