Yesterday evening when the neighbor got home from work. I met him at the fence, asked about his hands ( due to rope burns from the other night trying to catch the horse), saw that his hands are pretty chewed up, told him it was ok if his horse stayed another night. Then I asked him if it was okay with him if I worked with his horse and get a halter on him.
He said be my guest and good luck but not to feed him. Well, that's all I needed. My chance to prove that patience, calmness and talking quietly really does work!
This morning after feeding my herd, I took some hay up to Roy ( horses name). I had the halter with me, went into the arena without feeding him first, talked with him, rubbed the halter all over his face and shoulders, walked out, fed him and left him alone. I know, I know, he said not to feed him, but no animal goes hungry here, ever!
A few hours later I went back up with the halter, into the arena, rubbed the halter on him, had him follow me around, talked quietly then put the halter on him. Then I took it back off, walked away, he followed, and I put it back on him. No fuss, no muss. I rewarded him with a pat and a good job, then gave him a horse treat. He didn't know what a treat was and at first wasn't too sure about it, then decided he liked it.
Getting him haltered took about ten minutes. Hmmmm, don't suppose my method worked do ya'! Wait till the neighbor gets home tonight!!!!! Oh alright, I am grinning a bit because my way worked and his good ol' boy method didn't! :)
I may go up in a little while and try to untangle that mess of a mane he has.
Until next time................................