Monday, February 21, 2011
The reception at the agistment property to the grazing muzzle has been interesting, mainly consisting of pity bordering on cruelty accusations in the first instance. Now, after nearly two weeks of observing Moonie's management of daily life (ie grazing and drinking) with the muzzle, most people are receptive, but still not willing to embrace a muzzle for their own chronically fat and metabolically challenged horses. Funny how people are prepared to let their horses suffer from obesity whilst denying themselves an opportunity to manage that obesity and its related health issues, deeming it too cruel for their horses. Ironic.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Moonie is back in Melbourne, happily settled in to a paddock full of grass. He's in good shape at the moment, looking quite trim and healthy, so there is urgency to keep him that way when surrounded by swathes of lushness. I gave him half an hour or so after he got off the truck to have something to eat, and a drink, before trying a grazing muzzle on the poor man. He's never had one on before, and took it all quite well with no fuss or bother. He was processing the concept of being able to attempt to graze when I left him, and he'd had an attempt at drinking ie dipping the end of the muzzle in the water bucket. As I walked away, the look he gave me. If looks could kill!
He'll have another session this afternoon with the muzzle (and overnight he has started to react to the change in pasture already! so it needs to be done) with longer sessions tomorrow and Sunday, ready for the long weekdays with it on. Welcome back Moonie!