Do I look like a doll?

Do I look like a dress-up doll?  Why didn't anyone tell me before I was sent here that Another makes her horses play dress-up?  She makes them wear hats, silly ears, butterfly wings, and all other types of stuff.  She started in on me with a ribbon, she is threatening butterfly wings next.  What is a horse to do?  I guess it is okay, after all I get scritches and a treat tub every day.
Two more days in my singleton pasture and my QT is up.  I will then be joining Salty the Wonder Horse and Coelho.  I am looking forward to friends.

"It's the little things that make a big difference"

Stand-in

Tonight my treats were late.... Another was at meetings and couldn't bring them out to me.  Her husband and Mushboy were in charge of my treats.  Mushboy was in drivers ed until 6:00, so that was why my treats were late. But just like Another promised there will always be a treat bowl.
Her husband, the horses call him the SCC (support crew chief) remembered to put my treats in the black tub for me.  He also gave me scritches.  He complemented me on my manners.  I did not mug him at the gate, walked with him to my tub, when I got excited I backed out of his space when he signaled me to, and best of all I waited patiently while he dumped my treats into my black tub.  Another was very pleased with his report on my behavior.
I am turning into a true gentleman.

"It's the little things that make a big difference"

Saddle pad and surcingle

I did a bit of showing off the other day.  I was unfazed by the saddle pad and surcingle that Another put on me. She thought that I may not appreciate having something snugged up on my belly.  I am trying to do everything she asks with a good demeanor so she should have known I would be good. 

The only possibly naughty thing I did when she worked with me was try to make a break for the belly deep grass in the alleyway.  Another said that was her fault because she left the hot wire down and she should have known better. She says I don't miss a thing, that I am so smart she is going to have to really keep an eye on the little things that might distract me or lead me astray.

I am going to move into a pasture with friends on Saturday.  Another is going to spend the day at the ranch making sure it all goes smoothly.  She also says that she is going to put a saddle on me next week.

She said that I get all A's on my report card, whatever that is.

"It's the little things that make a big difference"

Shadow Dancing

Another came out with her husband this afternoon.  I mooched scritches from her husband, he is a good scritcher.  Another also gave me a different tub to eat treats out of.  I kept dumping my bucket, I don't like sticking my head in it to eat.  It took a few times to get my point across to Another but she finally understood what what I was asking.

This afternoon she put a saddle pad and surcingle on me.  It was absolutely a non-event.  I lunged with them on and was very good doing so.  Another and I then played what she calls "Shadow Dancing".  I did the best ever at it today.

My rear is getting better, Another says I should start growing hair soon.  Next weekend I may get to go to the arena for a play day.

"It's the little things that make a big difference"

Q & A so far

I continue to be so pleased by Quincy.  He is so smart and loving.  Quincy has been working hard on walking quietly beside me when I take his treats out to the pasture.  He had been backing up in front of me, dancing around, and trying to hurry me.  Now he will walk beside me, stop when I stop, and waits patiently for me to set his bucket down.
Quincy wants attention all of the time.  He craves it to the point that he will often crowd a person to get it.  He is learning that crowding will not get him the scritches that he wants.  When he stands at a respectful space he will get his scritches and loves. 
I have started putting blue goo on his rear.  Horseman's Dream Veterinary Cream is really good at helping keep his bare skin from sunburning or cracking.  I do not use a halter on Quincy when I doctor him, apply fly spray, or clean his feet.  He does have a pattern that he wants his feet done in.  Front left, right hind, right front, and left hind is the preferred order.  Try and clean his feet in a different order and it bothers him, small change for me to make to have him stand nicely.
The detox he has been on has helped greatly with the flakiness of his coat.  He has one more week of that to go.  His demeanour is calm and he responds well to new people.  He ignores the ranch dog, except for the time that he thought the dog might be hurting my son-then he just came over to me and asked for help.  His weight is holding well, he was 1,053 this evening.
Tomorrow we are going on a walkabout and possibly put on a saddle blanket and cinch him up with a surcingle
"It's the little things that make a big difference"

Tenderly please...

Another tells me I am a big lap dog.  I am not a dog, I know that for sure.  She went on to explain it to me, "Quincy you would sit in my lap if you could, you want to get just as close as you can"
Well I am too big to sit in her lap, but she is right about wanting to be as close as I can.  I love attention, I want to be touched, I would like it if she would just lean on me.  It seems that because of my size and zealousness that can worry people.  So Another is helping me remember to not crowd and to wait for an invitation to enter a humans space.  It seems that humans have a need for more space than horses, so I am trying hard.  I was very easy for me to remember with the little girl who visited because she was so small.  Another suggests that I just realize that all humans are small compared to me and to be tender.
Tonight I walked at Another's side as she went out in the pasture to set down my treat tub.  Usually I back, walk around her, or get jiggy while she takes out my treat.  Tonight I just walked calmly beside her and waited politely while she put down my tub.  She didn't walk out near as far, I wonder if it had to do with me being tender?  I also have not been doing any pinny ears to try and hurry up my tub.  Another says that I am become quite the gentleman.  She says we are going on a walkabout tomorrow.

"It's the little things that make a big difference"

So Small

Another came back!  She said she would and she did.  I also got my treats the two days she was gone, just like she said I would.  I am beginning to be less sceptical.
This evening she brought out her grand daughter.  She was so small, I needed to try and make myself as small as I could so she wouldn't be nervous.  I enjoyed having her scritch me, give me a nice brushing, and I even got some extra special treats.
I am still getting used to Another sitting when she is around me. I am not sure what to make of someone not using their full size to try and make me do what they want.  I am learning with her that a look, gesture, or softly spoken word can have as much if not more power than a heavy hand or loud voice.
"It's the little things that make a big difference"