Thor’s Blog

Freedom’s Just Another Word…..

Notice anything funny about this picture?   I am free outside my run.   The other horse in this picture (Dusty) – in fact all of the other horses – are behind their chains in their runs.   How did I get out?  Ha!  I am Thor. What a nice time just grazing, talking with all the guys, a little grooming here, a little nipping there.   I choose to stay here, but it is good to remember that I can always be free.…

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Give It Up Sara

    My little person visits me a lot.   She likes to come to the end of my run outside and scratch my ears, pet me and give me baby carrots and cookies.    I think she does this outside so that Sara can’t see.   Sara thinks she owns this little person – so obnoxious.   My stall is across from Sara’s and when this person is petting and feeding me in the barn Sara goes nuts!   Sara knows something is up…

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Back in the Big Field!

    Magic and I are back in the large gelding field!      Spring grass is gone, so we get a vacation from the mares.    It was like a homecoming – seeing Finn, Echo Star and the others.   While we talk across the fence, it’s not the same as being together and able to touch noses and groom each other. Casper came right away to Magic – maybe he was just happy to see another grey horse!   I let him and…

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Musings on Herds

A lot of visitors to the barn ask about the horse play and whether horses ever get hurt out with their herds.   I realize it looks like we get a little wild when we are all turned out, and most people only want to be near us when we are in a stall, or in a halter.  What these people don’t understand is that being with a herd, running mostly free, actually calms us down!    We need the company and touch…

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Grazing Alone

Why am I grazing alone?   You are not going to believe this.  My best friend Magic is courting Hazel.    Seriously.  Aside from the fact that Hazel is a horrible mare – nearly as bad as Sara and Jewel – Magic is an old, quite lame gelding, and wears a ridiculous red plaid (yes, plaid) fly mask.    He is still quite handsome, and of course a wonderful horse, but what is he thinking?    Well, either Hazel will stop being in season,…

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Sara and Jewel Must Go

As you know, I am not fond of most mares.   Sara has driven me to distraction since Hoover and I arrived at the Sanctuary.  Beautiful, but an obnoxious little princess.    Now a new mare, Jewel, is just as bad.  Aside from being so possessive of Kizzy, she chases the lovely Bo.   Bo has some problems with her feet, like Magic and Hoover.   She also is friendly to all the other horses – even the sometimes testy little Sassy seems to…

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I’ve Been Thinking

I think a lot lately.  Hoover would call that a danger sign!     Magic just thinks it’s silly.  Magic says horses just live in the moment and planning and worrying is a human defect.   But I am not your average horse – I am Thor!    I have had some setbacks, or so the people say.  A little bolting here, a refusal to be caught there.   I need to figure this out. After all this time, I believe that the Sanctuary is…

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What’s Wrong With These Pictures?

What’s Wrong With These Pictures? These pictures are  wrong!    I know we look awesome.   Magic and I are behaving like gentlemen in the cross ties.    Our halters suit us.    But I’ll tell you what’s wrong here – IT IS DINNER TIME!    We were waiting at the gate to come in for dinner.   We are always first – the rest of our herd knows who is in charge here.   But instead of leading me to my stall where my hay was waiting,…

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Ah, Magic!

Magic and I have become best of friends these last months.    Our stalls are next to each other—he has Hoover’s old stall with the great turnout.  We graze together; we roll in the mud together; when the fields are too wet, we hang out in the arena together; and we go to the cross ties together to have our feet cleaned.   While he teases me a bit about my crush on Bo, he understands my love of grey horses with…

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I Like Bo

January 23, 2013 A young gelding that I admired but had not seen for a while appeared recently in the field where Magic and I now graze.  Raffie!  He has changed.  Last time I saw him he was so skinny and his hair was so odd.  Now he is big and healthy looking, and I can even tell that he is an Arab.  His tail is still broken, but this summer we will help him with the flies. The reason…

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