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gather?

Calico Roundup, Jan 4, 2012. Photo by Mike Lorden.

I read of two BLM “gathers” (the new name for cull) of wild mustangs to take place this month.  Pursuing terrified wild Mustangs with helicopters, pushing them, even knocking them down is not a “gather.”  Nor is driving them into chutes where foals are separated from their mothers, where herds are pulled apart and stallions from competing herds are forced to battle in small enclosures while “cowboys” scream and wave plastic bags at them, increasing their terror and panic.  “Gather” is a poisonous euphemism for what is actually happening.  It is brutality.  On our watch.  Your tax dollars at work.

Laura Leigh of Wild Horse Education has been a witness to many of these ugly culls, and currently has a law suit pending against the BLM for their inhumane handling of the Mustang herds.  You can read more about that here.  This is a longer video taken by Laura on January 5 of this year.

If you have been following my blog, you know about Nelson, the Mustang stallion that I have been working with for the past year. Prior to being rescued from slaughter, this was Nelson’s experience.  It has taken me much of this year to build a relationship with him, because he was so sure that anything connected with a human was nothing he wanted to experience.  Most of these horses are not as lucky as Nelson.  Some are adopted.  Many, especially the older stallions like Nelson, end up on a truck bound for slaughter.  Others stand in holding pens knee deep in feces and mud for months on end.

To me, this is not just a horse issue.  This is about who we are, our essential nature, and how that informs the way that we treat each other and our fellow creatures.  Don’t just stand by.  Let this touch your heart.  Make a call, share this blog post.  Be heard.

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Capprichio!

I’d like you to meet my ride and my friend.  This is Capprichio, the black Andalusian stallion that is the great (equine) love of my life and my favorite dance partner.

He is ridden here not by me but by his former trainer, the brilliant Sabine Schut-Kery.  If you watch the video on her site, he is the one wearing the yellow polos.

We don’t live in Florida.  This is just where he and I got to know each other a bit.  That was six years ago.  He is nearly 20 now.  Sexy as ever.

Our riding these days is shaped by how he is feeling. That means that I have to pay attention, to wake up to the being that is carrying me, and to work within his limitations.  That is another piece of the ongoing dance.

In the burgeoning storm about horses and slaughter, there is this:  horses possess a sensitivity and delicacy that is beyond our comprehension.  They are defenseless.  They are companion animals, like dogs and cats.  They are our work and play partners.  Slaughter is never, never humane.

I am feeling despair and a deep sadness about this issue.  I want us to do better, as humans;  to be more feeling, more loving in our choices.