Gracie has been coddled and spoiled and has grown into a very large mare. At four years of age, she now has her monthly estrus and has become pushy, headstrong and domineering. Who is she trying to dominate? Me. She bit me. If you've never been bitten by a horse, it is akin to childbirth. I was told this by another who has had the badge. I say a badge, because it was a terrible black bruise to my upper arm that after two months, I can still see the remnants of. I immediately went to buy four books on horses and their training and quickly realized that I didn't have the experience nor ability to train her.
A blog friend, Julie, from Equus Villa Farm, is a professional dressage teacher/competitor and she gave some sage advice to me. Gracie is considered a semi-wild horse and without professional training, she could end up in a slaughter house some day. To make a long story short, Gracie has been at the horse trainer's for two weeks with two more to go. She will be learning her manners; hopefully become respectful to humans. I don't expect any more from her than that. Since she will probably outlive me, I want her to be adoptable one day. She is a good girl. Just never had any lessons. Can't wait till she comes home.
