horses should not be kept alone and in isolation #16 stories about mycats and horses
Well I was sick and tired of seeing my pinto pony moping about, never
prancing or running like he did in previous years. And the alpacas in the fence of neighboring field were just not enough company. The pony would spend alot of time in front of a shed window looking at himself in the reflection. So I got tired of this gloomy pony and went out and bought two miniature horses for companionship. Today they were delivered, and my pony become young again. He was darting and prancing all over the pasture fence to meet the newcomers. I am going to wait a couple of days before I let them join into one herd, in that the pony is often too aggressive. He is a gelding but wants to be in charge of everyone. I think it is cruel to leave a horse alone and isolated from other horses. Like putting a person in prison and all outside contact. But as usual in life and animals, when we think we solved a problem, a newer problem arises. Will the pinto behave around the smaller horses? If he kicks those smaller horses, he could kill them. Some may wonder why I even bother with horses, for I do not ride them. I bother with them because I want to prove a point that Landscaping with having horses on the property enriches the soil and cuts down on mowing time. Horses eat mostly the grass and leave the trees and bushes alone. So I have myself three ponies that are enriching the soil and saving me on grass cutting. In fact, of all the lawns in South Dakota, this spring, mine was probably near the top of the list of greenest-springtime-lawn in South Dakota because of the horses. Archimedes Plutonium http://www.iw.net/~a_plutonium/ whole entire Universe is just one big atom where dots of the electron-dot-cloud are galaxies |
horses should not be kept alone and in isolation #17 stories about mycats and horses
I was a bit worried about last night and those miniature ponies as to
whether a coyote may bother them since they are so small. They are yearlings and about the size of a large goat. And I kept the pinto pony Corky, a medium sized horse in the next fenced field, so they could acquint themselves but not physically meet. I wanted Corky to be with the miniatures tonight in case of coyotes. Corky is pretty aggressive so I took a heavy chain and snapped it on his halter and weighed down his back to meet the new two miniatures, so that he would not kick any of them. He lumbered over to them and did alot of smelling and tried some biting but the two miniatures were not afraid of Corky, so I took the chain off. And watched them periodically in the day. They became friends and a new herd, led by Corky since he is about thrice their size. And then I chased after the two miniatures to see if Corky would intercede and defend them. He did so by leading them away from me. So the story is all coming up roses on these horses. They enrich my grounds and soil with fertilizer and they eat much of the grass to save me on mowing. Call it Landscape Architecture with ponies. And it is a nice story about a lonely horse, who didn't have much to live for other than eat and going crazy by being lonely. So I took the trouble to find him some companions and he came back to life, prancing around like his youthful years. Archimedes Plutonium http://www.iw.net/~a_plutonium/ whole entire Universe is just one big atom where dots of the electron-dot-cloud are galaxies |
three female cats; where they conceive #18 stories about my cats andhorses
This horse story is becoming like a fable of a human story. Years and
months ago, I had a depressed pinto pony who kept staring at a window for a reflection of himself to calm his mind. He did have some company with the neighboring fenced alpaca, but he knew they were not his kind. So I finally sought to solve the problem and give the pinto a meaningful life, for I went and bought two more ponies, and my old Corky came bouncing back to life, or I should say came prancing around again. He now has his own herd of three horses, and he is the largest. And now I deliberately go chasing after the two new ponies who are afraid of me and start to move away, to see if Corky intercedes and is protecting of them. And he does so with vim and vigor. He sees I am coming and the newcomers go running off, and Corky runs to their defense by meeting me, before he leads them to safety. So Corky has meaning in life now, to protect his herd. ---- Now for a cat story. I knew, subconsciously that I would get into trouble with 3 healthy female cats, that all three would get pregnant, and pregnant they became. I guess I sort of sloughed the thought off, or waylaid the awareness of what would happen. Two of them were under 1 year old and I figured that they would not have a viable pregnancy. But their mother was prolific. Their mother could possibly win an award for a most prolific female cat. But her daughter, a teenager daughter in cat terms, is even more prolific. She outdid her mother by having a litter of 7 kittens. Two grays, four blacks, and one all white kitten. When this female cat was pregnant she looked almost like a discus, so perfectly round, that you would pick up and hold like a discus. But the night after she gave birth, she was back to being a small cat and thin as a rail. Amazing how she could endure 7 kittens when humans complain about 1 child. But I feed her very well, and that is probably why she endures. I start her day off with a cup of sour cream with half and half, then later on some chicken hearts and gizzards, and later on some dry food. But I sort of realized that I would get into trouble with three females, that I would be facing a day in which all three have litters. And last night the sister cat of the prolific one gave birth. That leaves only the calico ready to conceive. The funny thing about the calico is that when I pet her, she does this routine act of scratching behind her ears. Most cats lick their paws after eating their suppers, but this calico rubs here ears whenever I pet her. But anyway, I sort of realized this nightmare of dealing with so many cats would have some bright side to it. I was thinking of an experiment of these female cats as to their intelligence. Two of the females live up "high" in their home building. They climb up to the highest point inside the building and that is where they sleep and rest. So I was wondering if when they give birth, whether they would be smart enough to have the litter on the ground, rather than her kittens falling down from up high. So the answer so far is in that the sister gave birth last night on the ground level for her litter was in a boat pillow. The calico is expecting any day now, and she is the one that lives real high up in the celing. So I want to see if she is smart enough to have her litter on the ground level. Maybe their conception is wherever they find themselves at the moment, whether up high or on the ground. Maybe none of them says to themselves " I better give birth on the ground level." Archimedes Plutonium http://www.iw.net/~a_plutonium/ whole entire Universe is just one big atom where dots of the electron-dot-cloud are galaxies |
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