<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:48:13.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bar T Mustang Project  2010</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to The Bar T Mustang Project. I have, along with 100 other trainers across the nation, been selected by the Mustang Heritage Foundation to compete in the 'Extreme Mustang Makeover.'  I have three months to accomplish as much as I can with a wild horse, and will track the progress twice a week here. 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Sometime between week 2 and 3 we moved under saddle with rider. He was willing earlier but saw no reason to rush as we were making major headway from the ground. His first ride was uneventful as expected with no bolting or bucking. This guy really thinks things out if it's possible. For 4 days we just walked working on softness and balance. Trot and lope came with little encouragement and very little excitement. He gained the concept of moving his hips without the rest of his body rather quickly and now depends on a little leg pressure to make all tight turns. On ride 2 I stood in the saddle for visitors from across the big pond. They really took a shine to these mustangs! Creek was a perfect example of NH training and trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to week 4 and 5. We trail ride about every other day for his benefit in enjoying life and work in the arena other times. Our stop is strong at walk and trot, we can separate those front feet for the rear and have half of our 360 complete. He's super soft in the mouth and is beginning to come up under himself in stops and backing. Patience on the trail is great with no preference to lead or follow. Already have a tarp in hand from the saddle as well as the stick and bag. Bull whip is tomorrow! Chiropractor coming today just for a evaluation. Don't expect much but I am a believer in their services for my equine friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-2304032639998507221?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2304032639998507221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=2304032639998507221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/2304032639998507221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/2304032639998507221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-not-supose-to-be-this-easy.html' title='It&apos;s Not Supose to Be This Easy'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-8130184878411258884</id><published>2010-09-07T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T18:20:23.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COOL RUNNING CREEK</title><content type='html'>Let's jump ahead to EMM 2010. This year all three of us here at the Bar T are participating. We drew our horses the 3rd week of July and have been very busy in getting things underway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give a brief description of each then focus on my main man. Emily drew a red bay from NV. Four years old and full of himself. Lots of curiosity, 14.2 hands and ready for the sky to fall on him. She has had a hand full! Chapin drew a 3 year old from WY, another red bay, 14 hands with a nice disposition. Each gave more of a challenge for them than any in years past but are coming along nicely. Will share more on them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an event here at the Bar T to celebrate the arrival of the mustangs this year called Wild to Mild Day, only a week late due to an scheduling problem with the BLM. So as things worked out Emily and Chapin both had a week start on me because of vacation to Jamaica! Hence, the first part of his name. This put me meeting my horse the day of the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to the Main Man. I drew a really nice mustang this year. Probably one of the best I've ever worked with. Lots of looks, 14.3 hands, Black bleached dark brown for the summer with great bones, feet, head and mind. From the first hour spent with "Cool Running Creek" he had a certain amount of trust and willingness. Though he was willing to jump out of the roundpen without any applied pressure he had a keen sense of his surroundings and willing to give any suggestion I gave him a try. Due to the extreme heat, (103 degrees) on the Wild to Mild day I only worked with him for 2 hours with 4 breaks of 10 mins each. In that time he would move a given direction, stop, square up and yield to the pressure of a rope. 2 touches by choice and we called it a day. &lt;br /&gt;Day 2 came with the enthusiasm of a new bicycle. I just couldn't wait to move on with Creek. He and I, alone for the first time were going to become friends, weather I liked it or not. With lots of pressure and release, very little running, (another really hot day), we had removed his tag within the hour and brushed down to his shoulders. I saved the haltering for another day so I could film it so we called it a day, a very productive lesson, for he and me. &lt;br /&gt;The remainder of the next 2 weeks were spent with lots of ground work, exposure to the outside world, trailers, 4 wheelers, bikes, dogs, ducks, bags, whips, sticks, bridges, logs, electric fence, other playmates, bath, sheath cleaning, fly spray, feet trimming, tarps, blankets, and saddles. At no time did this fellow ever "Exit, stage right". He, with a barrel of trust digested every thing I could bring forth. His only issue was a simple pat after a good scratch. This took more time to adjust to than anything else. Folks, that is 'Cool Running Creek'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-8130184878411258884?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8130184878411258884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=8130184878411258884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/8130184878411258884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/8130184878411258884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2010/09/cool-running-creek.html' title='COOL RUNNING CREEK'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-3639951660750347451</id><published>2010-09-07T11:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T11:24:36.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrap up of EMM 2009</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I've not posted one word since Emily and Chapin finished up in TN last October. Well, They each had a fine showing. Chapin finished 4th in the Idols division and Emily finished out around 20th. "No Turn Chapin" as we now call him would have finished much better had he completed the forgotten 360. But, as he said before his turn, Dad, don't worry, I got it!&lt;br /&gt;Chapin bought back Hooah for himself and Emily's horse went to a therapeutic riding school in the area. So, a good finish for 2 more of America's finest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-3639951660750347451?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3639951660750347451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=3639951660750347451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/3639951660750347451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/3639951660750347451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2010/09/wrap-up-of-emm-2009.html' title='Wrap up of EMM 2009'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-5227441411294228688</id><published>2009-08-07T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T19:31:40.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EMM 2009, Up and Running</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SnzeZXo2iVI/AAAAAAAAAQc/yAwQ0GvoqeI/s1600-h/DSC01566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SnzeZXo2iVI/AAAAAAAAAQc/yAwQ0GvoqeI/s200/DSC01566.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367409383342246226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome back folks for an update on the makeover for 2009 here at the Bar T. I had decided to sit this year out and let the young one's take over for TN. Emily and Chapin both submitted applications and were select for the Eastern States Makeover held in Murphesboro, TN in October. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SnzdenIgM4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/RjBXrdBpUW4/s1600-h/DSC01584_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SnzdenIgM4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/RjBXrdBpUW4/s200/DSC01584_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367408373889250178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We picked up the horses on the 18th of July in Cross Plains, TN with very little problems. Also along on the ride with us was Brock Griffith, another Carolina boy with lots of training experience. That made 3 from NC that was selected for the event. Emily was not along on the ride so she didn't get to see her horse until Saturday evening as she was out of the country on vacation. I'm sure the anticipation was almost more than she could handle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of training for Chapin was Saturday the 19 spending about 2 hours with his horse, Tomahawk. Within those 2 hours he had removed the # tag, put on a halter, and scratched over half of his body. This is a nice and trusting horse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily worked with Amicus, (Latin for Friend) on Sunday morning with nearly the same results. Neither of these horses were roped, only advance and retreat until they created the trust to be handled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SnzgsOj82pI/AAAAAAAAAQk/N2kGgccXAyY/s1600-h/DSC02266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SnzgsOj82pI/AAAAAAAAAQk/N2kGgccXAyY/s200/DSC02266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367411906346539666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, I'll jump ahead 2 weeks, Emily and Chapin are both riding their horses without either ever hitting the ground. Tomahawk seems to be having some pain issues as he refuses to lope to the right. Chiropractor is scheduled for Saturday. I have never given much weight to the chiropractic medicine until earlier this spring when I decided to give it a try with another horse that had difficulties in picking up a right lead and that one trip fixed it. So, a new believer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SnziHs-z9qI/AAAAAAAAAQs/eWXYwjeTvRE/s1600-h/DSC02200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SnziHs-z9qI/AAAAAAAAAQs/eWXYwjeTvRE/s200/DSC02200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367413477880362658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amicus is showing a little favoritism in his left shoulder so Emily has used this week to work from the ground in leading, sending, crossing obstacles, backing, and further desensitizing. Last evening she worked on yielding the fore quarters, hind quarters. Chapin was standing in the saddle on Tomahawk cracking a bull whip over his head. Now that's early on trust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both have been on pasture during the day and spending the night in the stalls. We've added horse feed to their diet along with all the hay they can eat at night and all the grass they can eat during the day. This has really increased the weight on these little guys. Amicus is 14.1 and 760 lbs. Tomahawk is 14.3 and 850 lbs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do want to invite you to the blogs of 2 of these horses, Emily's blog is www.thebartfilly.blogspot.com/ and Brock's blog is thru his website at www.brockgriffithhorsemanship.com/. Still trying to encourage Chapin to catch up his blog so all the world can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll do my best to keep you UPD and add some pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-5227441411294228688?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5227441411294228688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=5227441411294228688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/5227441411294228688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/5227441411294228688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2009/08/emm-2009-up-and-running.html' title='EMM 2009, Up and Running'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SnzeZXo2iVI/AAAAAAAAAQc/yAwQ0GvoqeI/s72-c/DSC01566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-1069474418922418447</id><published>2009-06-08T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:13:44.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I would call it a success!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Si0y2RXkamI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fyqY-SgzcGc/s1600-h/IMG_3176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Si0y2RXkamI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fyqY-SgzcGc/s200/IMG_3176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344984240715229794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Si0yeFcsSrI/AAAAAAAAAQE/wB061ut4lj0/s1600-h/IMG_3092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Si0yeFcsSrI/AAAAAAAAAQE/wB061ut4lj0/s200/IMG_3092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344983825198631602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Si0xm5vJDbI/AAAAAAAAAP8/xJLvgsQZw_I/s1600-h/IMG_3071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Si0xm5vJDbI/AAAAAAAAAP8/xJLvgsQZw_I/s200/IMG_3071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344982877161983410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to give a follow up on the clinic from last Saturday held at Country Farm and Home Supply in Pittsboro. &lt;br /&gt;As you may have read earlier the Bar T offered a free clinic for all horse lovers in the area. Turnout was great with over fifty attendees coming thru during the three hours. We had selected four horses prior in the week thru conversations with their owners on the phone with no first hand knowledge other than what the owner had shared. On Saturday morning three horses showed up for the clinic with the forth having transportation issues. &lt;br /&gt;The three horses in attendance were Piute, a seven year old Mustang with feet issues. During her last few times with the farrier Kristy shared that they've had to use a sedative to shoe her on the front and little trimming was possible on the rear. The second was a yearling gelding, Gucci, a halter bred QH. Kate expressed his lack of respect in handling and dominance issues and the third, A nice eight year old Morgan. Victoria expressed Image had lots of issues with things on the ground from hoses to barn items. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results, Piute had her front feet picked and rasped with alot of hammering on the shoes and a trim on the rear feet. All without tying or drugs. A wonderful mare just looking for a little patience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gucci is now in the land of the followers when relating to humans. He now respects your space, stands and leads with direction from his handler and lunges on line with ease. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image, the Morgan will now walk over traffic cones and cross a tarp with ease. Her trust issues will grow with time as her owner continues to challenge her to increase her comfort zone with overcoming new fears. If anyone is looking for a beautiful Morgan, Image is available for sale.  She rides and drives and has a desire to please her handler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All training with these horses was thru pressure and release and lots of patience.&lt;br /&gt;Did we cure the problems. Yes, for today but tomorrow these same things must be addressed again by their owner and the confidence of both owner and horse must be worked on many times to resolve the issue. Each day will be less difficult ending with the desired results in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, thanks to Dallas and company for providing a location, Jill and Connor Blankney for putting the event together and Kate, Christy, and Victoria for providing the patients for the clinc! We do plan to offer another clinic sometime in July in another nearby location. If you have a horse you would like to offer for the clinic please contact me via email @ thebartranch@gmail.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-1069474418922418447?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1069474418922418447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=1069474418922418447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/1069474418922418447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/1069474418922418447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-would-call-it-success.html' title='I would call it a success!'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Si0y2RXkamI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fyqY-SgzcGc/s72-c/IMG_3176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-7357492836063071618</id><published>2009-05-17T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:11:37.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bar T offers a free Groundwork Clinic</title><content type='html'>With all the support we have had in our ventures with the Extreme Mustang Makeover, the Bar T would like to offer a free clinic here in Pittsboro on the 30th of May at Country Farm and Home Supply.  Our goal in this clinic is to share problem-solving methods for ground work issues such as manners, lounging, yielding, trailer loading, spookiness, feet-handling desensitization and safety .  We will select 3 horses from local owners to work with during the clinic free of charge. If you would like us to work with your horse you can sign up in advance at Country Farm and Home Supply in Pittsboro or contact me at TheBarTranch@gmail.com/919-428-3209. The clinic will run from 9 to 12.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-7357492836063071618?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7357492836063071618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=7357492836063071618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/7357492836063071618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/7357492836063071618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2009/05/bar-t-offers-free-groundwork-clinic.html' title='The Bar T offers a free Groundwork Clinic'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-1294764083835655668</id><published>2009-05-17T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:05:08.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pardon moves to Louisiana</title><content type='html'>Sunday morning found us with mixed feelings.  Pardon and I will part today with mixed emotions.  Knowing what he's gone through makes me feel his heart is much bigger than the average horse.  We're up on the auction block in 17th place and I think he feels the pressure is now off.  Chapin moves in first and puts on a great show with Razin' Cain and is auctioned off to a riding facility in Texas. The new owners seem very pleased and honored to have such a nice horse.  Pardon and I are next and he performes well as the auctioneer rattles off the numbers. The sale prices are not nearly as great as last year but he is sold to a young lady in Lousania that already has a couple of other mustangs. I meet Lauren back in the stall area and am very pleased with her manner and understanding of mustangs.  She haltered Pardon herself and we move out for a photo session for a last picture with Pardon and his new owner.  I wish them fairwell and off we go headed back to NC.&lt;br /&gt;I've been in touch with Lauren in LA several times since and she seems very pleased with their growing progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-1294764083835655668?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1294764083835655668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=1294764083835655668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/1294764083835655668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/1294764083835655668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2009/05/pardon-moves-to-lousania.html' title='Pardon moves to Louisiana'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-7147564424899879340</id><published>2008-11-13T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:26:06.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2-Under Saddle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2JU2uhsYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/me6zi0QmqDg/s1600-h/IMG_2707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2JU2uhsYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/me6zi0QmqDg/s200/IMG_2707.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268518130474398082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2JUuFmJkI/AAAAAAAAAOI/c7B1Jhj_Uws/s1600-h/IMG_2704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2JUuFmJkI/AAAAAAAAAOI/c7B1Jhj_Uws/s200/IMG_2704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268518128155240002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2JUq9MqUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/F4EjSfWQlt8/s1600-h/IMG_2719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2JUq9MqUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/F4EjSfWQlt8/s200/IMG_2719.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268518127314708802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2H8Cl82PI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1Fceqw0BnEc/s1600-h/IMG_2722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2H8Cl82PI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1Fceqw0BnEc/s200/IMG_2722.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268516604651297010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning came with the same nervous tension as yesterday. We arrived at the arena before 7. The walk thru with the judges was to be at 8 and I didn't want to miss it. Chapin and I tended our horses and made our way to the arena. The course was simple in design but did have a couple of objects that do tend to affect a horse. The course begins by leading into the arena, left turn and stop at the cone. Mount and lope off on the left lead along side the rail, at the cone continue a left lead and circle for 1 revolution and stop. Reverse and pick up a right lead and circle around one complete circle, drop to a trot and move directly into a cross formation. Stop, back down 1 leg and walk forward to a rope gate with flowers. Open the gate, pass thru,and re-attach gate always maintaining contact with the rope. This did require, in most cases a side-pass thru moving the hindquarters around to position yourself for the next object, a wooden bridge with 4 flowers. (For some reason potted plants just about scare all horses). Trot over poles, both flat and elevated 6-8 inches. Four minutes to complete this portion. Second came a two minute free-style where you could use any props attached to yourself or saddle. OK, this doesn't seem to bad so off to saddle up and get ready. I drew eleventh place so this gave the nerves a chance to settle by watching a few horses go thru the course. I moved Pardon as close to the arena as possible in hope of his fears falling by the wayside before entering. I noticed several horses had a difficult time with the rope gate, just the appearance alone created quite a havoc for most. OK, our turn..........&lt;br /&gt;Gate opens, in we go as I lead Pardon to the left and make a tight circle and what the #$%^&amp;*; Pardon comes unglued right here in front of the entire world. I haven't seen him buck this bad since the saddle rolled under him two months before. I felt like a kid with a "June Bug on a string" as he went round and round with me holding  the reins. After the second or third round I noticed his flank strap was way out of position. Somehow, the tie that connects the flank strap to the cinch had broken and did we have a rodeo taking place. It took me over a minute to get him settled down enough for me to remove the flank strap and bring him back down to earth. Once removed, he settled right down and I was able "with much reservation" to mount him with no issues. Off we go on a left lead lope around completing the circle and a half. Halt at the cone, 180 degree and lope off on the right lead one full circle and trot towards the T. Well, it just so happens the cross was right beside where the monster had just taked a chunk out of Pardon and he would have no part of going anywhere near that spot. We had walked into this same configuration dozens of times over the past month with no problems but now, his preservation instint was taking over. With no amount of persuasion, left to right, approach and retreat, backing into the area, squeeze and kick, clicking and clucking could move him into that area. Well, as luck would have it, the time ran out after the third of seven tasks completed and we were done. I guess three tasks are better than none,  Next, our freestyle, I had not planned on much other than but just to show his softness, ability to rate in trot and lope, stop, back up, yield both fore and hind quarters and stand. We did go thru each of these with style. By now I was feeling better and he had relaxed somewhat, so I just had to finish off with a bang, so we stop in the middle of the arena, I drop the reins, move myself to a kneeling position and up I stand on this little man. He never moved as I gave my salute to the crowd with a better finish than start and off we go! Knowing we were out of the running I still had a strong feeling for this guy, having understood all the things he had overcome in the past 100 days.  Back to the stall and get ready for Chapin's run.&lt;br /&gt;Chapin came into the arena with a flair!  From walking Razin' Cain into place for mounting to trotting over the poles everthing moved as smooth as a swiss watch. From the first task  on, tears began to pool in my eyes as my son completed this course without any issues.  The cross? No hesitation, The gate?  Normally a problem for most gave these guys little resistance. The bridge? Right across, Poles? No touching, WOW!  His freestyle was much like mine, other than he had a spectatular finish.  Sitting on the saddle he fires off 2 shots from his pistol, standing in the saddle he fires off 3 more shots and valts over Razin' Cain's head and fires his last shot as he lands on the ground! Not a flinch from this brave horse! My mind has now moved from a competor in the event to the most proud father in the world!&lt;br /&gt;Now, how did we finish? The results were in later that evening and we both were very surprised!  Pardon and I completed the entire event placing 33rd overall, moving down only 2 positions. Chapin on the other hand, moved up to 19th. His score under saddle placed him 16th. What more could a father ask for!  &lt;br /&gt;The pride I had in my 2 children that evening gave me one of the best feelings I have ever had in my entire life!  Emily placing 11th, and Chapin placing 19th with this being their first ever training competion was more than I or they could ever have dreamed of. &lt;strong&gt;WOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to dinner with my 2 winners and friends at the Cattleman's Steak House to celebrate.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-7147564424899879340?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7147564424899879340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=7147564424899879340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/7147564424899879340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/7147564424899879340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-2-under-saddle.html' title='Day 2-Under Saddle'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2JU2uhsYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/me6zi0QmqDg/s72-c/IMG_2707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-795822032649050973</id><published>2008-10-09T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:33:06.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 of Competition-Conditioning and In-hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2MFFGxZmI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fdNlWxZhVAg/s1600-h/IMG_2664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2MFFGxZmI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fdNlWxZhVAg/s200/IMG_2664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268521157991163490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2MErQAQBI/AAAAAAAAAOg/EyRkAeAWKO4/s1600-h/IMG_2677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2MErQAQBI/AAAAAAAAAOg/EyRkAeAWKO4/s200/IMG_2677.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268521151050563602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2MEv0NrgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/_R2rK74UZ3I/s1600-h/IMG_2658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2MEv0NrgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/_R2rK74UZ3I/s200/IMG_2658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268521152276180482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a very busy Wednesday moving over to the Will Rogers Complex, training, and meetings, Thursday came with a mixture of adrenalin and fatigue for both Pardon and me. We were 27th in the lineup so there was plenty of time for the bugs to set in. Chapin had drawn 23rd so I would get a chance to watch him go thru the course and hoped Pardon would relax with Raz'in Cain around. Watching the first few horses complete the in-hand portion made us relax as it was a simple course. I had met several trainers from last year and a couple of new ones prior to arriving at Ft Worth. Seemed all were a bit nervous so at least we were all on the same playing field. &lt;br /&gt;I do want to explain a few differences from last year's competition to this year. First, there were 200 horses opposed to 100. Second, the trainers and horses were flighted by trainer choice. We were given the opportunity to select 1 of 3 levels to compete in. The first being the Stars division in which you performed in a roundpen and riding was optional. Next was the Idols and last the Legions. We were given the opportunity to move our self up in levels but not down. I had earlier selected Idols in hopes that I would have a horse as good as Medicine Man from last year. Well, as luck would have it I should have picked the Stars division. But that's neither here nor there so this is where we're at. Pardon and I will do the best we can.&lt;br /&gt;OK, back to the competition. Prior to the start of todays event we were given an opportunity to have a walk-thru on the course with the judges. This also was new from last year. A very beneficial addition. &lt;br /&gt;Now, Chapin and Raz'in Cain is up and boy, am I nervous for my son. The conditioning was done just prior to entering the arena. Cain's coat was excellent and he possibly was a bit under weight. Feet were great also. Next step.......Thought he would never say it Chapin was a shaky mess. In the arena he steps and begins the course. First off were 4 cones that you had to trot your horse thru from a stop. Cain just didn't see any reason to trot the entire way. So it was a slinky effect as he would trot-walk-trot-walk-trot-walk. Next into a eight foot square of poles and a right 360 degree turn in place. Cain did this well, out of the box and load into the trailer. No problem. 3 task down, now ground tie and pick up all 4 feet. Never have I seen this fellow give a problem with his feet until today. He just would not have any of this. As Chapin would attempt to pick up his feet he would step away. On and on until he picked up 3 of 4 feet. Right turn and trot across two different sets of poles and out the door. Chapin's score placed him thirty-third of 76.&lt;br /&gt;Then my turn. Pardon's coat was superb, feet great, muscle tone good but his weight was a bit off. I felt Pardon should have been at least one hundred pounds heavier and the judges agreed. Into the arena we go and Pardon says WOW. What have you brought me into. The cones were a repeat of Chapin. We trotted thru the first 2 and then he also felt walking was much better. I would stop, regroup and advance again. We finally made it thru and into the box for our 360. He did this exceptional with no touching, just yielding from my non-touching hands completely around. Ok, now I'm feeling a bit better. Next the trailer, just a slight pause and he hops in, walks to the front and I back him out with no resistance. Ground tie and pick up the feet. As I start to the front feet he wants to back up slightly so we have to regroup, reposition, and try again. It took us about forty-five seconds to get around all four feet but we made it! Whew, now back up, a right turn and trot off thru the next 2 poles with no trotting problem and we are out of there. Pardon's performance puts us in 31st. Not a great score to win but an excellent score for this little fellow and his issues. The condition score = 20% and the in-hand = 30%. The riding portion tomorrow will be worth 50% of the total score. Pardon's weight cost us I'd say 10 positions. Now, back to the stall, relax and watch the rest of the performers. &lt;br /&gt;Emily was up in the yearling class so we make a mad dash over for that. There were 70+ yearlings competing in her division. 18 years and up. Again, this dad was a wreck watching from the stands as Emily and Holly-Go-Lightly made their way into the arena. First up was walk in, up to the trailer, load, off-load, 360 turn to right, ground tie, pick up all four feet, trot off over a six inch jump, thru the cones, into an open box. 90 degree turn, back into a chute, walk out and trot off across a spoked configuration of poles, then 4 lateral poles and out. Folks, if I have ever been more proud of one of my children I couldn't remember when. This pair made this course look like a pleasure walk. Had I been the judge there would have been no question as to their abilities. The only hick-up was Holly stepped slightly to the left as Emily set to pick-up her feet. That was it! Like, WOW. Emily placed 11th missing the cut by one half of one point. She was ecstatic for the remainder of the day. I'm sorry to say this was the clincher as to whether this horse was going home or not. We would have at least one horse on the ride back to North Carolina. Horse course coming up tomorrow so relax for the remainder of the day. See Ft. Worth and eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-795822032649050973?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/795822032649050973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=795822032649050973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/795822032649050973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/795822032649050973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-1-of-competition-conditioninga-and.html' title='Day 1 of Competition-Conditioning and In-hand'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2MFFGxZmI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fdNlWxZhVAg/s72-c/IMG_2664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-6583618025997867281</id><published>2008-09-25T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:24:55.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FT Worth and Pardon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SNv8rWtLWOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/G6eQcO0HtsU/s1600-h/Ft+Worth+2008+807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SNv8rWtLWOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/G6eQcO0HtsU/s320/Ft+Worth+2008+807.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250067612390086882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SNv8ZrH4CnI/AAAAAAAAAHY/NhoHlk_bdwk/s1600-h/Ft+Worth+2008+781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SNv8ZrH4CnI/AAAAAAAAAHY/NhoHlk_bdwk/s320/Ft+Worth+2008+781.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250067308633131634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SNv7-E1MEHI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/1q1fTG49lEE/s1600-h/Ft+Worth+2008+783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SNv7-E1MEHI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/1q1fTG49lEE/s320/Ft+Worth+2008+783.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250066834497736818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We awoke with the energy of spaghetti. All were dragging but Pardon and Ft Worth had to meet. So up and at-um and down to the livery. All horses looked as if they had walked the entire distance themselves. Were they ever so tired. I brought Pardon out to the trailer and fed him during a good brushing and saddling. We moved around the area a bit before Exchange Street and he did quite well with all the distractions. Chapin and Emily both brought out their horses and we move up towards Exchange and Main for some pictures. The horses did well and were quite a sight for all the tourist that happened by for pictures. Pardon was quite the ham for all photo shoots with strangers and us alike. We got some great shots and I think it gave him a chance to realize all people don't consume horse meat. We rode around town for a couple of hours and met another EMM trainer from Washington State. He, his wife and sister had taken 4 days to make the jaunt to Ft Worth for the challenge. During our visit we made several neat pictures. Dusty is a full time trainer and had done very well with his EMM horse Delford. Another good friend made.&lt;br /&gt;We had to move the horses over to the Will Rogers Complex by noon so off we go so we can get in a little arena time before the evening trainer meeting. &lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival Pardon real quick decided he didn't want any part in this malay of horses, people, trucks, dogs, tractors, golf carts, loud speakers and mass confusion. I kinda felt the same way but this is what it's all about. So we find out stalls, case the area for all practice area's and make out plan. We decided to practice 2 times, 1 at 3:30 and another at 7:30. Each practice was for 30 mins so you had the make the best of your time. With over 250 horses there were alot of oops!&lt;br /&gt;Our first practice was just with halter. To reach the arena you had to go thru a tunnel from 1 building to the next. The tunnel was large but very spooky for a horse. Pardon did well with this after a little coxing and promises that there were no equine eaters around. In the arena and we focused on relaxing and moving thru the obstacles and trailer loading. All went well and I was very pleased with the little fellow. Back for chow and the trainers meeting and practice under saddle.&lt;br /&gt;The trainers meeting was typical with the opportunity to meet all the sponsors for the challenge. The judges were also introduced with Ken McNab being the celebrity. A great guy and super personality. Guy Wood, the winner from last year was also a selected judge. Meeting over and back for the last practice.&lt;br /&gt;Pardon did not want to have anything to do with the tunnel under saddle. I took Chapin and Razin' Cain to coax Pardon thru with lots of stop and go to get thru. I knew if I got off and lead him it would defeat the purpose so we just worked thru it with patience and time. Made it and into the arena as if he'd never been there. Here we go again, you just gotta love him for his shortcomings. He just tries so hard but has so much to overcome. Anyway, 30 min's of banners, flowers, timbers, bridges, other excited horses was all he could stand. I felt he did well considering his abilities so we called it quits for the night. Start time tomorrow? 8:AM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-6583618025997867281?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6583618025997867281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=6583618025997867281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/6583618025997867281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/6583618025997867281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/09/ft-worth-and-pardon.html' title='FT Worth and Pardon'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SNv8rWtLWOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/G6eQcO0HtsU/s72-c/Ft+Worth+2008+807.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-3774765870077538270</id><published>2008-09-25T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:08:25.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas or Bust!</title><content type='html'>The time is finally here and the big question is.......are we ready?  Well, don't think so but 100 days is 100 days so here we go.  We attempt to leave out around 2:00in the afternoon of Monday but Pardon and Holly-Go-Lightly must have figured out that they were in for a long ride.  Never had either one ever refused to load until then.  After 30 min's or so we finally convinced them that it was better in than out so off we went.  Our travel party consisted of 3 horses, Pardon, Razin' Cain, and Holly.  Pardon and Razin'Cain were both makeover horses with the latter being my son's EMM horse.  Our 2 legged passengers were myself, Chapin, my son, Cody his special friend and Daniel, my nephew.  Our plans were to drive stright thru and arrive around 12 noon on Tuesday and pick up Emily at the airport.   &lt;br /&gt;We had a few things on our mind for the trip.  1.Fuel, was it going to be a problem finding it after Ike. 2. Stops with the horses, were we going to have another loading problem, and 3. Had the storm cleared it's way past Texas and Arkansas.  As luck would have it all 3 were non-issues and we make it to Ft Worth by 11:00 AM the following day. The trip went without a hitch and all were excited as we pulled into the Stockyards.  We boarded the horses again this year at the Livery in the Stockyards historical district. My friend Gene, manager for the livery and the famous steer rider along Exchange Street was still around and he made us feel as welcomed as a buzzard on road kill.  Horses boarded, stores to visit, ribs to eat and we were done for the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-3774765870077538270?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3774765870077538270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=3774765870077538270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/3774765870077538270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/3774765870077538270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/09/texas-or-bust.html' title='Texas or Bust!'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-274535569790887303</id><published>2008-09-15T20:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:52:29.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wopper of a Success!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2QoDgB8vI/AAAAAAAAAPA/RaOJJUFrfMw/s1600-h/IMG_2386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2QoDgB8vI/AAAAAAAAAPA/RaOJJUFrfMw/s200/IMG_2386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268526156902167282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2QntDHWPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Ww08E52Ef_I/s1600-h/IMG_2378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2QntDHWPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Ww08E52Ef_I/s200/IMG_2378.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268526150875306226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2QnJtA53I/AAAAAAAAAOw/qEVc3j6iiM0/s1600-h/IMG_2372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2QnJtA53I/AAAAAAAAAOw/qEVc3j6iiM0/s200/IMG_2372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268526141387368306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SNv2PLXtmkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/LzDJoqLYVos/s1600-h/IMG_2232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SNv2PLXtmkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/LzDJoqLYVos/s320/IMG_2232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250060531241163330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SNv1vIvdC1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/p1vn2UQBn_Y/s1600-h/IMG_2201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SNv1vIvdC1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/p1vn2UQBn_Y/s320/IMG_2201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250059980779621202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have  you ever been shocked beyond belief with the gratitude  and generosity of friends and stranger alike.  Well, that is just what happened this weekend at the fundraiser.  As mentioned earlier Jill and Connor Blakeney hosted a fundraiser to support t myself, Emily and Chapin on our journey to Ft. Worth for this years Extreme Mustang Makeover.  &lt;br /&gt;We arrived on site Saturday morning to find Dallas and company (owner of Southern States) hard at work getting the grounds ready for the event.  Jill and Connor with a task force  consisting of Missy and Joann, Shorty Cash, and Molly Brooks  had put together a program for the day that consisted of meeting the horses, trainers, slide presentation, display board of several local mustangs, food, beverages, door prizes, raffle drawings and just good fellowship.  All Team Thomas had to do was just show off our mustangs, meet some great people and do a couple of demo’s.  The horses performed wonderfully with each trainer taking a few min’s to show off their accomplishments and speak with the crowd.  As a father I have never been so proud as to watch my two kids show their stuff.  Chapin ran Raszin Cain through his paces and finalized with a standing display in the saddle as he fired off 6 shots from his pistol.  Cain performed without a glitch!  Emily and Holly-Go-Lightly displayed a bond that only a young lady could create with a young horse.  Upon finishing up her ground work she finished up with a bull whip and crawling through Holly’s legs.  Now, how much prouder could a father be.  &lt;br /&gt;Total attendance seemed to be somewhere around 75 folks and proceeds totaled over $1,100 dollars.  WOW!  I can never express the friendship and appreciation from these attending horse lovers.  With additional donations from a special friend from the coast, a local training and breeding facility in Sanford, The 11 Bar East,  2 local Vets, Dr Richard Kirkman, and Dr. Bonnie Terrell,  we topped the mark at over $2,000 dollars.    So, with all that being said I can only say for myself, Emily and Chapin thank you and we love you all!  You are the ones that make dreams come true and are a large part in making the American Mustang a symbol in Chatham County.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-274535569790887303?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/274535569790887303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=274535569790887303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/274535569790887303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/274535569790887303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/09/wopper-of-success.html' title='A Wopper of a Success!'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SR2QoDgB8vI/AAAAAAAAAPA/RaOJJUFrfMw/s72-c/IMG_2386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-686361446069951714</id><published>2008-09-09T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T09:14:27.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More info on the Show and Tell</title><content type='html'>WE NEED YOUR SUPPORT&lt;br /&gt;FUNDRAISER FOR LOCAL TRAINERS COMPETING IN THE EXTREME MUSTANG MAKEOVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;With 100 days to tame wild to mild, 200 trainers from across America will gentle 200 Wild Nevada Mustangs in the 2008 Extreme Mustang Makeover in Fort Worth, Texas&lt;br /&gt;SEE THE MUSTANGS!  MEET THE TRAINERS!  &lt;br /&gt;WHEN:  Saturday September 13th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;WHERE:  Country Farm &amp; Home Supply, 203 S. Small Street in Pittsboro.&lt;br /&gt;8:30 am, COUNTRY FARM &amp; HOME SUPPLY OPENS&lt;br /&gt;Chat with the trainers, see the horses, have breakfast, check out store sale items.  Free breakfast for first 10 in line at the grill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:30 am, TRAINING DEMO BY TEAM THOMAS&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy, Emily, and Chapin will work their horses in the round pen and discuss techniques for working with wild mustangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:30 am, MUSTANG ADOPTION EXPERIENCE&lt;br /&gt;Local owners will share slides and their experience in adopting mustang weanlings from Nevada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAFFLE and DOOR PRIZES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-686361446069951714?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/686361446069951714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=686361446069951714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/686361446069951714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/686361446069951714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-info-on-show-and-tell.html' title='More info on the Show and Tell'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-5031417824503181840</id><published>2008-09-06T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T09:10:59.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We've made the turn!</title><content type='html'>The past couple of weeks have really been great for Pardon. Daily riding and just human contact has caused the little fellow to grow inside and out. His nerves has worked a toll on his weight but as he relaxes his weight is coming back. His attitude around other horses is very relaxed except for strange areas. After the trip to Uhawarie we've made a couple of small trips to add to his exposure. It does seem he forgets the small things, leading thought a gate that he went thru yesterday, walking down the isle of the barn he enters on his own daily, I just can't figure. He still will back into any fear with little concern opposed to walking forward into it. Hmmmmm. Yesterday he had a pedicure on all four feet for the second time. I really think he enjoyed the quite time and contact. I think the heel clicking with his back feet might come from his feet being out of balance. Both bars on his rear feet caused an inside step. I trimmed that down and that should move him more center on his step and balance. (But what do I know, I'm no farrier). I'll consult George on that one. He really helped alot with Medicine Man last year and I respect his knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;We had another visitor this week from Jacksonville, NC. Sherie brought up a mustang she's had for 10 months for a little team building. She has a really nice sorrel that is going to make a great trail horse. She had done alot of ground work with him and with a couple of pointers I think they'll be riding within a couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I did take Pardon out for show and tell while she was here and thought he didn't impress her on the ground I do think his movements under saddle did get a compliment. His only big issue now is an ear problem he's picked put. His right ear has suddenly become off limits. At first I thought it might be an infection or soreness but after alot of working around it I can't find a tender spot. It's just when you first approach it with the bridle or your hands. He takes the bit well but when you pull it up and over he's very resistant. We'll get thru it I'm sure. Just time and patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what can we do with him.........walk, trot, lope on demand with a slight cluck and squeeze. Stops from a lope in 3-4 steps. Backs with little finger pressure. Flexes left and right, bends at the pole. Handles all four feet with no problem. Water, logs, ditches, hills, bridges, are all no concern. He catches fairly easy with a halter, (the ear thing without). Cars are no problem, throw a rope from his back, pulls a log forward and backwards. Saddles without being tied, stands untied for saddling, feet trimming, grooming and washing. Wears a blue tarp like a raincoat, ropes around his legs no problem, stands for whips popping as well a firearms. Backs thru an L shaped course, turns left and right within an eight foot box. Can turn off both the front and rear feet with slight cues. When the monsters do get him he shuts down with a slight one rein lift. All in all a good little fellow.&lt;br /&gt;Just want to remind everyone again of the fundraiser next weekend in Pittsboro at the Southern States, 8:30 to 12:00. Food and fellowship available with lots of raffle items plus we want to meet you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-5031417824503181840?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5031417824503181840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=5031417824503181840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/5031417824503181840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/5031417824503181840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/09/weve-made-turn.html' title='We&apos;ve made the turn!'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-7469684214871735411</id><published>2008-08-25T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:08:28.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fundraiser!</title><content type='html'>I do want to invite any and all to our Mustang Makeover Fundraiser for Pardon, Rasin' Cain, and Holly-Go-Lightly before our Fort Worth trip. With the idea and hard work of our friends Jill and Connor Blankney, we will be showing our soon to be famous horses at the Southern States Feed store in Pittsboro, NC on Saturday,13 Sep from 8:30 to 12:00. All horses will be there and each trainer will have an opportunity to share with the public a few of the skills we use in working with horses. Their will also be several door prizes and drawings throughout the morning. We will be serving both breakfast sandwiches and burgers for lunch! Please mark it on your calender and plan on attending! More to come........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-7469684214871735411?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7469684214871735411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=7469684214871735411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/7469684214871735411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/7469684214871735411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/08/fundraiser.html' title='Fundraiser!'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-5898864671231970233</id><published>2008-08-25T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:25:48.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Pardon</title><content type='html'>OK folks, its been 3 weeks since my last update and Pardon is coming around, slowly but with reverence. Each day we go thru almost all skills to keep working on his confidence. From leading, yielding fore and hind, picking up feet, roundpening, lounging, sacking out, tarp treatment, whips, and any other loud noises I can muster to bring out the fears. Our next long ride was 1 week later and his flight desire has decreased. I think our only real scare was a plastic water bottle in my rear pocket and a St Bernard all at the same time. A quick hop, side jump and he's back to himself. My friend Helena rode along with me this time and we went thru all his gates with no problem. This past weekend was spend on an overnighter at Uhwarrie. A great place for overnighters and lots of riding, more horses, 4 wheelers, loud noises, people, jeeps and just plain commotion around the campground. His first couple of hours had him a total bundle of nerves but did settle to a slack rein either in the front, middle, or rear of the pack. He would ride off on his own when asked with little effort. I was really proud of this little fellow. He remained tied on a highline overnight with no problems. He was the only horse that didn't get loose that weekend. &lt;br /&gt;For those that have kept up with the blog from last year you will understand a scare we did have. During the night on Friday, Medicine Man, who belongs to Dean and Helena decided to take a little trip on his own. On Saturday morning he came up missing. However, we did find him about 1/4 mile from camp just walking along the road eating grass. Now tell me, how many horses will leave the heard on their own! This fellow cares only for his own preservation. What a horse. They still love him and he is making a great trail horse for Cassidy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying to get as many different riders on Pardon as possible to continue his trust of the human. So far he's had 5 different riders with no problem. You just have to relax on him to assure him of safety. We have started to add a few moves with him that should help out at Fort Worth. His back is great, softness is excellent and we are working on a little side pass and lead changes. His stop from a lope is 2 steps in the arena and he is gaining a good collection. Now it's just up to me to improve these things and continue to build his trust!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-5898864671231970233?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5898864671231970233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=5898864671231970233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/5898864671231970233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/5898864671231970233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/08/update-on-pardon.html' title='Update on Pardon'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-8680476844948797539</id><published>2008-08-03T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T18:58:40.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily's blogg!</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to share with you my daughter's blog for her EMM yearling. Emily also is involved in the competition this year as a yearling trainer. Dubbed, "Mission 007" opens up the opportunity for trainers wanting to participate with yearlings in the competition. Emily's mustang, "Holly Go Lightly" is a yearling mare, bay, with the courage of the mountain lion. She is constantly into everything and afraid of nothing. If you have a chance follow her at www.thebartfilly.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-8680476844948797539?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8680476844948797539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=8680476844948797539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/8680476844948797539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/8680476844948797539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/08/emilys-blogg.html' title='Emily&apos;s blogg!'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-8258291664519007137</id><published>2008-08-03T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T18:35:14.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the roundpen?</title><content type='html'>Yes, things have made the turn-around for Pardon. Saturday brought 2 more opportunities for Pardon and me to work on our under saddle skills. Round and round we went, left and right inside and outside turns, moving off the front and rear have improved with slight leg cues. His gas pedal still has some issues beyond a trot. Seems his lopes are very uncomfortable for him. He has an issue with his rear feet hitting each other in the roundpen during a lope, don't know why but quite evident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, Sunday I invited over a couple of friends for a trail ride to bring Pardon out of the roundpen and pasture. I first introduced Scooter, Chapin's roping horse to him inside the roundpen for a little socialization and follow the leader. This went well so out of the pen and into the pasture for several laps of both walking and trotting with Pardon both following and leading the way. I have several obstacles in the pasture, logs, a wood bridge, traffic cones, cross ties and a four wheeler. We accomplished all these tasks with no problems so I guess the trail was next. With 4 horses total, we left out with Pardon 3rd in line. Into the drive, up a short woods trail, down by the highway, first car, barking dogs, 2 ditches and we're into the main trail. Pardon handled all this exceptionally well as we went along. In the first 20 min's the only issue I had to address was him trying to follow to closely to the lead horse. We fixed this with that rider holding a short limb over the rear of the horse and swatting at Pardon each time he got within range. Pardon picked this up quickly, (20 swats) and found his place. Across 2 fields, into more woods and then his first water. I must say I've never introduced a horse to water for the first time with no refusal until today. Not just a small stream but 3 feet of water as we moved up the creek. I think he actually enjoyed it! So, back around and backtrack to the last field.&lt;br /&gt; We stop for a short talk and suddenly all (*&amp;#$(#*&amp;$# breaks loose with Pardon. Don't know what caused it but for the first time today he really sets up for the big one. I guess for some reason I was prepared and we really had a bucking fit for 5-10 seconds. Yielding him around to the left we got things back under control and he stops with this very uncomfortable feeling. (Maybe for his first trail ride I should have shortened the time). Back on the trail, through the woods, into the next field with no problem. About half way of the second field Pardon moves along Reba, my personal horse and I rein him back and here we go again. Bucking and rearing this time and I'm without the right stirrup, Now this was the big one and I really thought I was a goner until a good lunge and rear gets me back in the seat giving me a chance to really hunker down. I felt like this episode lasted 44 min's 'til he relented to the one rein shut down. Now I have the shakes. Before we make it back to the house he tried 6 more times with each one being less and less severe. The last few were quickly dispersed within 1/2 second by shutting him down with 1 rein. (Thank goodness for the one rein stop). His softness is not nearly as good as I'd like but time should fix that. I did ride in a full cheek snaffle today so it was very difficult for him to resist the pressure when applied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I am very excited and pleased with Pardon's performance for the last 5 days. He is quickly meeting new people and that's making a difference in his acceptance of new things. He received his first full bath yesterday with shampoo and conditioner. He accepted this with only a line laid over the rail. No moving or pulling during the whole soaping and enjoyed the whole experience to include drinking out of the hose. Tomorrow, into the arena (a flat part in the pasture) for a little improvement in his responsiveness and handling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're heading to Ft Worth in 45 days!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-8258291664519007137?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8258291664519007137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=8258291664519007137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/8258291664519007137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/8258291664519007137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/08/out-of-roundpen.html' title='Out of the roundpen?'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-8072955591547476173</id><published>2008-08-01T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T16:30:39.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whewww, A saddle and rider, Finally</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, no word from the Bar T in over 20 days. Well, I must admit I didn't have much positive to write about. 10 days ago I saddled Pardon for the 3rd or 4th time with little problem. Each time saddled though I would get on and off both sides and he would stand for all this activity and then suddenly burst with fear as if he'd just awoken from a nap sending his rider reaching for the ejector switch. This happened several times with myself and nephew Daniel finding ourselves on the ground in odd shapes. The last ride left Pardon with a saddle totally upside down and slid back! Well let me give you a story to tell; as Pardon rounded the pen in total dis-array Daniel began to slide towards the outside with saddle. His grip on the night-latch was relentless and never gave up 'til he was completely left sided of Pardon. Off he comes and the saddle slips under creating a fright for the young horse. Round and round he went really recking havoc on the round pen. Now, this round pen is 6+ feet tall, 2x8 White Oak boards nailed with 20 penny barn nails. Well, in a matter of 1-2 mins he had brought down 5 boards and didn't seem as if he was giving up. I'd try to step in front of him several times to bring him back to this earth but Pardon was having no part of it. Next thought was open the gate in front of him as he comes around, ok, it worked. He slams on the breaks, hard right, around the gate and out into the pasture before I could cut him off. Now what have I done?....Round the pasture he goes with this nasty saddle moving farther back each time he bucks. Well, he's not having any of that so right thru a 4 wire high tensile fence to the back pasture. This one is much bigger so he has about 4 acres to outrun this saddle. After over 10 min's of this malay he finally stops at the far back corner. I'm finally able to walk up to this poor fellow and give him some relief. Well, as soon as I touched that cinch to loosen it off he goes again. The monster is back! 3-4 more min's, thru 1 more fence and he's in a paddock attached to the round pen with 2 more mustangs. Whew, friends to comfort him but nope, this just scared them all so we're back now in the round pen running, now 3 horses. After a couple of min's we cut the other horses away from Pardon and now he's back where it began. Exhausted from this ordeal Pardon stops and gives me the opportunity to use a razor and cut the cinch strap dropping the saddle under him. Folks, I think this is the ultimate de-sensitivity tool ever. Though, he totally destroyed my best and oldest ranch saddle, a Hermon Hiezer made in Denver, Co around 1900 it did serve its purpose. Inspection showes no cuts, a few abrasions and a totally exhausted horse. Pardon was back to himself later that evening so I wanted to take advantage of this exhausted state for some more exposure. Well, it worked. His first jumps accross logs on the lunge line, sending exercises, cross the bridge, and loading in the trailer. Though we didn't get very far under saddle today we made tremendous advancements in these other tasks. Final analyst. Much more ground work to soften the nerves of this nice horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the next 15 days we ground drove, lunged, sent, worked feet, introduced to a bridle, lots of saddling, baths, trimmed feet again, exposed to the outside world beyond the roundpen and pasture. With lots of on and off without saddle and I just could not get him to remove that guard and fear of someone on his back moving around. OK, I'm at a point of giving up or moving to the last ditch effort of causing him to submit himself to the human. I've only had to lay down one other horse in my training career and really didn't want to so I consulted with a super friend of mine, another trainer and excellent finisher on cow horses. Suggestion from Reggie was lets pony Pardon with a rider using his big head horse, Goose. OK, let's give it a try. So we set the date and made it happen. Results, not-to-good! Pardon just could not get the concept of leading along close enough to Goose without a rider for a rider to sit him without being in jeopardy. Several times Pardon who is 14 hands would rear up over Goose, 16.2 hands refusing the pull. Pardon leads super so this was a big fear thing that Reggie working over 2 hrs with Goose and Pardon could not overcome. Our last recourse was to lay him down. Trying to be as calm as possible, with the least amount of stress it took over one hour to finally put Pardon on the ground. If there is another horse in this world with a stronger will I, nor Reggie have yet to meet him. With little force, lots of patience, and a exhausted horse he finally relents and lays down. I began first by putting a blanket over his eyes and completely worked over his entire body with my hands. Removed the blanket and repeated the process. Folks, this was one tired horse and we were concerned if he could get back up on his own. I must say you could watch the fear leave his body as this process continued. After maybe 10-15 min's Reggie and I helped him back up and gave him a short rest and water. So, now lets see how this may have helped. Saddled and with a long lead Daniel mounts Pardon with no issues. We lead him off, left and right, forward and backwards, lunge in a small circle, direction changes, walk and trot and no issues. OK, is this because he's totally exhausted, calmed from laying him down, or did we find his easy button? I can't answer. I'll wait until the next day and see. So, a bath and a lot of just walking around the pasture so Pardon can destress and work out those (I'm sure) tired muscles before supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning Pardon did show a more relaxed sense when I entered the stall to get him. His normal snorts and nervous actions were barely noticeable.I saddled Pardon up, a little lunge work, flexing and finally Daniel again mounts up. Pardon showed little concern with this so we move off, first leading, next sending left and right with Daniel giving cues from the saddle and me following up from the ground. As things progressed I was able to remove the lunge line and drive Pardon around the roundpen with left and right turns, stops, starts, walk, trot and lopes. By sessions end Pardon is moving at the request of Daniel as he is beginning to understanding the cues being given without my encouragement. I think we have crossed over and should have plenty of time to make him a competitive prospect for the competition. Pictures will be posted this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-8072955591547476173?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8072955591547476173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=8072955591547476173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/8072955591547476173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/8072955591547476173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/08/whewww-saddle-and-rider-finally.html' title='Whewww, A saddle and rider, Finally'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-4752975693470293221</id><published>2008-07-10T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T20:30:16.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's where we are......and then some</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SHbJ3fI60iI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MgYJzcJkz2I/s1600-h/Pardon+week+3+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221582773071565346 style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SHbJ3fI60iI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MgYJzcJkz2I/s320/Pardon+week+3+061.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Things are very busy here at the Bar T. With 3 new mustangs and our personal horses combined leaves little time for anything. Pardon continues to make daily progress with the least bit of attention. I think with the time I spent with Medicine Man last year Pardon would already be in the parades. In the past week I’ve only been able to give him an average of 45 min’s per day. I spend more time with him in the stall than the round pen. BUT, with that said here’s where we are. Monday we worked on all the basics learned before any new tasks. Round pen left and right with a stop on command at any point. He did have his favorite spots in the round pen where he was most comfortable but now we can operate in any place. Without lead we can brush his entire body including his tail. He loves his head and pole scratched and rubbing his eyes will almost put him to sleep. With the lounge whip we can crack it all around, slap the ground, and toss it all over his body and around his legs. No problem. Bag on a stick? Well, If you could hold up he would stand while you beat him with it for hours with no interest. Thru his legs, belly, hind-end, manly-parts, no problem. Bug spray? I think he now knows that it keeps those nasty horse fly’s away. I have given him 2 doses of equi-spot and that’s working a lot of the fly issues. A rinse off is tolerated but not really loved. Leads forward and backward on request with a slack rope. He is just beginning to follow slightly without any lead until he gets distracted but can be picked up again just by turning in a circle. I still want him a bit further up on my shoulder as we lead, now he stays about 2 feet behind me. Feet, I have both fronts with little panic from him and can hold 10-15 seconds. Going for the rear feet later this week. Blue tarp is no problem walking on or having it rubbed on him. I did trim his bridle path with electric clippers over the weekend. We even cut back a few whiskers in the process. Now for the new stuff. My goal Monday was to get on his back. That went well. Within 10 min’s of first attempt I had laid across his back from both sides, slid all around from neck to hips and put a pad on and off 10-15 times. The little fellow didn’t quite know what to think when I started jumping up a down as I rubbed his body. I think he envisioned me being the big bad tiger… after we got thru that Pardon only spooked 1 time after I got on moving more from my own fright than his. A super horse. With the pad I was able to get on and off either side at my leisure by the end of the session. I really haven’t found a true issue with this fellow. His trust is slowly overcoming his fears, his manners well outweighs the times he does spook keeping he and I safe during that brief second. Can’t wait until tomorrow. 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After being gone 6 days I felt Ricochet would have forgotten most of what we've learned. Yes he was a little shy, would rather run than be close to me but the face up and turns we're still there. It's Sunday evening, 7 days from the last session so a recap on all things learned were in order. It's really been hot lately and today is no exception. Temp is 96 and it 7pm. Wow, I think we need to do this in the fall! I had to rope him again, this must be the last time for roping and we were back in tune within 30 min's. Being so hot I'd brought in a water hose for a bath if he could stand it and boy did he. Being so shy and enjoying the cool water really confused him I think. Good things just can't come from humans........Yes folks, a bath on the 3rd lesson. After the bath a quick squeegee down and back to work. During my absence I thought a lot about a new name. His demeanor just didn't match his name. I gave lots of thought and I came up with the name that will stick. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;PARDON"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've never had a horse or worked with a horse that had such manners. Under no circumstance will he run over you, bump into you, push you or just plain ol' walk into you. This fellow really respects his handler and fellow horses. To see him get in a stressful spot, he can't go back, won't go forward over you and left and right are out of the question so he just stands and trembles til the danger passes. What a gentleman! Plans for this evening was to move him out of the roundpen and into a stall in the barn. His fears would not let him walk into the barn. It was getting late so I just decided to try something he has become really great at. Backing! Whenever Pardon just won't walk thru it, over it, around it, or by it we just back right thru it. And does he do it with style. No pressure on the lead or halter. Just a sigh to back and off we go. We backed down the ally and right into his new stall. No problem. We will work on walking in forward tomorrow. So for the remainder of the evening Hay, sweetfeed, and water and a fan to keep cool by.......OHHHH, what a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-7921252849817401988?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7921252849817401988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=7921252849817401988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/7921252849817401988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/7921252849817401988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-3-and-name-change.html' title='Day 3 and a Name change!'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SHGIsjRYLwI/AAAAAAAAAGo/nlHSoE_wYRk/s72-c/Pardon+week+1-2+096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-8544571806327068396</id><published>2008-07-06T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T19:24:17.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2, Ricochet continues to impress!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SHF8UYf6NGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JdfKdmoL52Q/s1600-h/Pardon+week+1-2+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220090132714632290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SHF8UYf6NGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JdfKdmoL52Q/s400/Pardon+week+1-2+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SHF75mviv_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/vQrSbq2ZoD4/s1600-h/Just+roped.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220089672681832434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SHF75mviv_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/vQrSbq2ZoD4/s400/Just+roped.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning came with one more chance to work with Ricochet. I had to leave town for a week today and wanted to get his halter on and off, start leading and work on a little de-spooking today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right out he came with yesterdays lessons still fresh on his mind. Left, right, face-up were still in the front of his mind. I did have a little trouble touching him so back out with the rope and we had a lead rope on him within ten min's. My nephew, Daniel was down and he is really interested in the horse training stuff. I started with hands all over his body rubbing face, pole, neck, withers, belly and back and worked down both rear legs to his hocks. Yes, sometimes he would run off but patience paid off as he had a complete rub down. I brought Daniel into the roundpen for some additional human exposure and Ricochet picked up on this quickly. We worked on yielding the hindquarters and facing up even when we walked tight circles. This fellow really did catch on quick! We finished up the day with a short lesson in lunging and again, he fell right into the task at hand. I put him away for the remainder of the week in hopes that his memory was as good as his attention. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-8544571806327068396?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8544571806327068396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=8544571806327068396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/8544571806327068396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/8544571806327068396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-2-ricochet-continues-to-impress.html' title='Day 2, Ricochet continues to impress!'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SHF8UYf6NGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JdfKdmoL52Q/s72-c/Pardon+week+1-2+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-2233049860595314469</id><published>2008-07-06T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T18:56:36.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School begans!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SHFu_Yps3wI/AAAAAAAAAF4/5KjItf24EBs/s1600-h/Here%3Bs+the+MAN.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220075478327287554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SHFu_Yps3wI/AAAAAAAAAF4/5KjItf24EBs/s400/Here%3Bs+the+MAN.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After arriving home early on Sunday morning, 2 AM I gave my project a little rest until Sunday evening. I had planned on getting the halter off, number tag off, and a little hands on before the day was done. Having only 1 roundpen and 2 mustangs we (Chapin and I) are having to schedule our times so as not to conflict. Chapin was in first and gave me the pen around 7 in the evening so I could have a couple of hours before dark. I picked a name during the ride home for my horse due to his reaction in and around confined areas. In watching him he reminded me of a pinball bouncing off anything he touched. Hence, the name &lt;strong&gt;Ricochet&lt;/strong&gt; came to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ricochet entered the roundpen with purpose. He was a little lost without Chapin's horse, "Razin Cain" in the pen so his focus was on the attached stalls. It didn't take long for Ricochet to pull into my world and he was very quick in facing up. This was really exciting because this can sometimes take 15 min's. With him, in less than 5. Direction change went well after that and he seemed genuinely interested in what was going on. After about 30 min's of left, right, face-up and follow me with his head I decided to put a rope on him to speed things up and go for the touch. Without the rope I was able to get within 10 feet of him.  I didn't want to make the same mistake I did with Medicine Man in working til dark and having to deal with that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, out comes a new rope my kids game me for Father's day with a Buck Brannoman honda and around his neck it goes. Now, here was a big surprise, no bucking, kicking, snorting, or rude behavior when he felt the rope across his body or the pressure on his neck. (I had already thrown the rope on him several times during the initial roundpen work to kinda de-sensitize him to the new feel). Within 5 min's he was facing up fully and backing away from me when I applied to much pressure with my body. What else could you ask for! Within 30 min's, I was able to touch him on the forehead and a jaw rub. We had several observers that evening so the distractions were very large for this close contact. Our friend Helena decided she wanted to try her hand at this mustang taming stuff so in she comes and gives it a try. One thing I failed to tell her was don't try to hold him when he runs off, wait until the burst is over and have him face back up using the rope. Well, he gave her a real sand ski trip across the roundpen and her poor hands just could take the sliding rope and she wound up with several rope burns. I think she maybe learned a lesson. After a few touches I removed the number tag, removed the rope and gave him the rest of the evening to soak-in his lesson. Monday would bring new and exciting things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-2233049860595314469?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2233049860595314469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=2233049860595314469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/2233049860595314469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/2233049860595314469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-eem-mustang-makes-it-home.html' title='School begans!'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SHFu_Yps3wI/AAAAAAAAAF4/5KjItf24EBs/s72-c/Here%3Bs+the+MAN.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-1312117024631662993</id><published>2008-07-06T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T18:50:19.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another horse?  Just what I needed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SHFkflGxaYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/N5IkFCukI48/s1600-h/Hildago.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220063936798353794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SHFkflGxaYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/N5IkFCukI48/s320/Hildago.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just had the fill in the mustang world on a future addition to the Bar T before I get underway with my EMM Mustang. In early May while researching the BLM internet auction site I ran across the seldom seen mustang. A splattered paint, 15.2 hands, 5 years old and looking for a home. This young man was captured in CA 18 months ago and had not made it to an adoption site. Well, as luck would have it I was able to adopt him for a mear $280.00. I arranged shipment via the BLM (free if your willing to wait for them to leap frog your horse from the holding site to a local adoption) to Archdale. While we were in IL picking up our 3 EMM horses we where walking around the site and low and behold, there he stands awaiting transportation to NC . Not having enough room in the trailer or room here at the BAR T until we have these 3 manageable we just had to leave him in IL. I hope to have my EMM mustang well on his way by the time he gets here. I haven't named him yet so if anyone has any ideas just run'em up the flag pole! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-1312117024631662993?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1312117024631662993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=1312117024631662993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/1312117024631662993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/1312117024631662993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-horse-just-what-i-needed.html' title='Another horse?  Just what I needed!'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/SHFkflGxaYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/N5IkFCukI48/s72-c/Hildago.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-7573202345255862826</id><published>2008-07-03T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T11:39:09.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horses Arrive</title><content type='html'>Welcome all to the next Extreme Mustang Makeover 2008.  We've just returned from Ewing, IL with our new gifts from BLM/EMM.  The trip up was with much anticipation as to what was awaiting.  After 12 hours on the road we arrived at the facility at 9:00 am.  We were 2nd in line for our horses so we had some time to look around and check out the grounds.  They had alot of horses ranging from weanling's to mature horses separated mainly by age in holding pens.  Each pen of adequate size to support the number of horses with no overcrowding.  They all had plenty of hay and fresh water.  During our walk around we were surprised with 1 horse in particular.  A very flashy paint gilding very similar to one I adopted earlier from the Internet adoption site.  Well, as fate has it he was the same.  I had adopted him in early May and arranged for shipment to our local adoption site here  in NC for the annual adoption in July.  Well, seems as if they have leap-frogged him to IL awaiting the local adoption here.  This really was a pleasant surprise. &lt;br /&gt;  OK, own to the draw.  Again as last year selection for horses had already been made prior to the trainer arrivals so there would be no favoritism.  WE backed up to the pens and had our first look at our new projects.  As mentioned earlier we were there for 3 horses.  2 EMM horses and a yearling for the yearling challenge.  First out of the pen was a nice yearling, a bay filly with legs as long as a giraffe.  That's for Emily and was she happy!  2 down the line was a bold and very stocky chestnut that turned out to be mine.  More on him later.  And third was Chapin's bay, a 3 year old slender but healthy gilding.   As BLM requires a halter was put on all the horses with little trouble.  The handlers at the facility were excellent in handling the horses and created a near to none stressful environment for the mustangs.  Horses loaded and back on the road.  We decided to stop a couple of hours down the road after they had settled in for a little hay and water.  The trip went well afterwards and they ate and drank for the entire ride home.  We arrived back at the Bar T around 1:00 AM and released our new friends directly into the round pen for sorting out later after a few hours of sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-7573202345255862826?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7573202345255862826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=7573202345255862826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/7573202345255862826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/7573202345255862826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/07/horses-arrive.html' title='Horses Arrive'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-1641615782113620339</id><published>2008-06-11T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T08:48:20.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mustang Makeover # 2</title><content type='html'>Hello mustang enthusiast, it's been a while since the last post so lets bring you up to date.  We've, that is Emily, Chapin, and myself have all been selected to participate in the 2008 Extreme Mustang Makeover to be held at Ft. Worth 18-22 September.  Chapin and I were selected for the Makeover and Emily was selected as a yearling trainer.  This years Makeover will consist of 200 mustangs and trainers and we will be competing for over $50,000 in prize money.  That in itself has brought out some really superb trainers throughout the nation.  North Carolina this year has 8 trainers going for the gold with 2 being returns from previous makeovers.  Myself and Dave Robart, a reining trainer from the coast.  Dave participated in the Mid-west challenge held in April and faired quite well placing 1st in the overall competition and came back for the run off and finished 3rd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will leave out Friday evening for our trip to IL to pick up our mustangs and hope to be back in Pittsboro by late Saturday evening.  As last year's challenge anyone is welcome to come by the BAR T to visit and meet these wonderful horses and watch their progress.  Keep us in your thoughts as we travel north for a safe trip and return!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-1641615782113620339?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1641615782113620339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=1641615782113620339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/1641615782113620339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/1641615782113620339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/06/mustang-makeover-2.html' title='Mustang Makeover # 2'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-2508238547199878902</id><published>2008-01-21T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T07:58:02.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update from the Bar T</title><content type='html'>Well folks, its been a couple of months since Medicine Man has gone to his new home and things are really working out well for him and Cassy.  I've been over a few times to work with the two and they have really blended into a team.  In early December we trail roded together and Cas and I broke off and worked on water crossing and a little running away from the crowd.  This really put a big grin on a little girl.  Her mom has done allot to build confidence in the pair. Cas and her sister Cody ride nearly every day with Cody adding to the development of the pair.  Cody is an excellent rider at 14 and gives lessons to several young riders in the area. &lt;br /&gt;     The first Sunday in December was the annual Christmas Parade held in here in Pittsboro and as you would expect Medicine Man and Cassy were the leaders of the pack having no problems throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;      Medicine Man has gotten a little protective of his space lately by pinning his ears and kicking out when another horse gets to close.  This is something that is taking time and effort to build his trust in other horses.  Its improving slowly but surely each ride.&lt;br /&gt;     For Christmas Emily created a short DVD of Medicine Man and me from start to finish.  I'll attempt to post. Hope it works out as it was a great production. &lt;br /&gt;     Chapin and I are awaiting the coming of spring for applications for the next Mustang Makeover.  He will be of age this year and we hope to enter with each having our own horse.  Chapin's training abilities are really exceptional  and more so for his age.  I've seen many adults not get half the results he acquires in the same period of time.  I've even gone to him for some assistance recently in working with a Hanoverian I was starting for a local breeder.  Results were great!  He has created his own blog at &lt;a href="http://www.thebartjr.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.thebartjr.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Give it a look.&lt;br /&gt;     Currently we have in training our 3rd Hanoverian and a halter breed starting under saddle.  We're trying to keep our training to two per month with the weather and short evenings.  We've been working on our new barn with hopes to have it finished by the first of April for the first and hope to be annual Extreme Horse Course.  More on that later. &lt;br /&gt;     Again ,thanks for reading and keep warm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-2508238547199878902?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2508238547199878902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=2508238547199878902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/2508238547199878902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/2508238547199878902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2008/01/update-from-bar-t.html' title='Update from the Bar T'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-7021556304627752299</id><published>2007-10-10T17:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:08:30.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Grand Finale"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119917671324755202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Rw2Z_t6OpQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zzbWHWeUsAc/s320/3mustang303642107.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Herald Sun/photo by Bernard Thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                             &lt;br /&gt;'Folks, Ya'll have been so patient for the final unfolding of the saga of Medicine Man and his future. I do want to thank all for your interest in this project and the mustang.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday afternoon following the riding portion all the trainers were called together for the announcement of the finalists. At that time no one knew who had been disqualified in the 2nd portion of the competition. All were on pins and needles for the results. Well, as previously told, we didn't make it nor did several others that we were sure were a shoe in. Those selected were without question deserving by the performance earlier in the day. We were dismissed and asked to be back by 7 pm. With seating at a premium we sent out for supper and commandeered our seats for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;The 13 finalist were very impressive to say the least. From roping cows, herding cows, shooting from horseback, jumping barrels, whip popping, standing in saddle, chain saws, laying down their horse, sliding stops, rollbacks, spins, side passes, flying lead changes, dancing, and just plan old good horsemanship for both rider and horse. This had to be most extraordinary display of training I've seen in quite some time. (You can view several shots of the night and a list of the trainers and more results on the Mustang Heritage Foundation website listed at the bottom of the page) After the dust had settled I think all in attendance were pleased with the outcome. A young trainer, Guy Woods from Australia, by way of Texas was the winner. Second place was Kiitty Lauman from Oregon. WOW, is all I can say. Did I have a top ten horse? No, did I have a wonderful, disciplined, pleasing horse? Yes, and then some.&lt;br /&gt;Now, the auction. We had to be back for the adoption at 9 the following morning. All were drained because of the hectic weekend. I had to take Kathy, my wife, to the airport at 5 am for her fast trip back home opposed to the drive we were looking at later in the day. As mentioned earlier in the blog, we had no option but to offer Medicine Man up for adoption. I never thought that it would be an issue for me as I looked at the training as a challenge with no lasting effect. Well, was I wrong. I'd really made a friend in this little horse and we just seemed as one when we rode. I can't say I've ever spent this much time with a horse in such a short while in my adult life. Throughout the entire weekend I would find myself empty inside knowing that Sunday it could be all over for Medicine Man and me. I'd been given a reserve amount for Medicine Man but figured it would never fly. Well, as things progressed throughout the day I was then sure of it. The first horse of the day sold for $2000.00 and didn't seem to shift for any horse that was ridden in the arena. As each trainer brought their horse in for adoption we were given 2 minutes to talk about their horse. Then we were to show the horse off during the bidding. We were number 87 in line so we got to see all horses go through the process. This is one time I was glad we were towards the end. I had learned 2 things. 1, the big $ had bought their horses early, and 2, I learned how to work the crowd. I heard from, "I'm not riding my horse today because of a sore back," to "my horse has arthritis." As you could see by the $ results on the Mustang Heritage site, the prices really never shifted for any horse that had it together as well as Doc. So, I was at a dilemma, spend money I didn't have to keep him or devise a plan. Well, the money part was out so a plan was in. When we moved into the arena Doc was dead calm. Not good for me so here I go. "Folks, let me tell you about a special mustang. This horse was stricken with toxic poisoning on 31 August by eating cucklebur's. His fever was 105, heart rate was 80 and totally lethargic within 30 minutes of finding him lying down. The vet treated for such and his recovery was diagnosed as bleak. Call off the competition, move him into a stall and expect complications for up to six months. Both the vet and farrier gave dim expectations. With such a high fever comes &lt;strong&gt;laminitis&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, let me tell you about the healing power of the mustang. Within 2 days his fever was normal and he was showing much tenderness in his feet. In 2 weeks he was out and working in the round pen. So, what do you think?" And then off we went. Walk, trot, lope around the arena and the bids start. $500 and we stop and back up, $750 and we side pass. $1000 and we lope in a 25 ft circle. We went thru $1100.00 like it was chicken feed and then it stopped. The word laminates was affecting the crowd. My plan worked. Did I tell a story, &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;, Did I mislead the crowd, &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;. Did I tell them the vet had just completed an x-ray of all 4 feet showing no rotation? Well, no. Did the auctioneer help me out, well, not really but he did tell the crowd that this trainer is bidding so he must know something. Yes he did but the thought was planted and me and Doc were the winners. I'd been able to buy back my horse for $1100.00. Most horses with Medicine Man's abilities sold for 3500-4000 dollars. Was I one happy guy. I almost forgot this part. Emily my daughter, 21 going on 6 was a basket case. From Saturday night on she had been one big tear with the thoughts of loosing Medicine Man. Even strangers were trying to console her through this. She even made matters worse for me as if I wasn't having a bad enough time.&lt;br /&gt;Well, out of the arena, make a couple of calls and hit the road. Emily was just beside herself. She rode Medicine Man for the first time that weekend out of the building, across the parking lot and throughout the entire complex. I think she was happier the me. I now know where this horse is going. I'd had a couple of people interested in Medicine Man prior to leaving but one had left a reserve. This horse is going to a little girl, 8 years old I spoke of several times in the blog but she was not to know until she'd earned the money.&lt;br /&gt;For the next 2 weeks Cassidy was a wreck. I'd shared with her that there was another person really interested and I needed my money back to pay bills. Was she ever so nervous. Does she get the money in time? Every time I would see her she would say, "Jim Thomas, I have $241.00 now. Is that enough?" Then next time, "I now have $255.00 is that enough?" We just played along until a move with another horse made it possible. I had just been contacted on September 28 by Kim Gernardo with NBC 17 for the results of Ft Worth when I told her the rest of the story. Well, not to pass up a good story for TV, she jumped at the opportunity to put this on the air. So plans were made for the following Friday when Cassady gets off the school bus.&lt;br /&gt;I'd also been contacted by Beth Velliquette with the Chapel Hill Herald to also get the results of Ft. Worth. I shared with her the plans and she was also wanting to capture the story.&lt;br /&gt;Friday, the 5th arrives and Medicine Man and I take our last bath. Knowing where he was going made it a bit easier, but still we had memories. A tough time but no time for emotions. Load up and off to Dean and Helena's for the big show. Our original plans were to meet Cassidy at the bus stop but a cloud was threatening and the camera man was a bit leery so the barn would have to do. I'd hid in the back of the barn and when Cassidy rides up her mom calls here over for a short and out we walk. I knelt down, and passed the reins over. She was happy to see I brought him over for a visit and was beside herself when she discovered that he would not be going back to the Bar T. "He is here to stay, and yours to keep. Take care of him, give him lots of love, many baths and never hit him." That was all I could say for emotions ran wild for me and her alike. In the roundpen for her first lesson and the start of a beautiful relationship for a girl and her horse.&lt;br /&gt;The news story posted on the front page of the Sunday edition, 7 Oct. A wonderful story from a gifted reporter. I thank Beth so much for helping make this event special for a young lady.&lt;br /&gt;NBC 17 has plans to run the story on the 19th if all goes well. Kim again put together a wonderful story.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going over this weekend for another lesson and will finish off with those results on Sunday. I promise several pictures at that time. Thanks again for following along and I should close out next week. Please give me your thoughts of the blog as we plan to enter the competition next year. This time 2 horses, a father and son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-7021556304627752299?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7021556304627752299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=7021556304627752299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/7021556304627752299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/7021556304627752299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/10/rest-of-story_10.html' title='The &quot;Grand Finale&quot;'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Rw2Z_t6OpQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zzbWHWeUsAc/s72-c/3mustang303642107.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-6747906042531212846</id><published>2007-10-01T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T18:22:12.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rest of the Story</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry for leaving you hanging out there but the REST OF THE STORY will unfold on Friday, the 5th.  I promise to update at that time.  And what a story..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-6747906042531212846?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6747906042531212846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=6747906042531212846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/6747906042531212846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/6747906042531212846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/10/rest-of-story.html' title='The Rest of the Story'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-6187204819618519710</id><published>2007-09-24T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T19:01:52.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ft Worth = WOW</title><content type='html'>WOW, was that a trip or what? We left out last Tuesday afternoon Texas bound. Our plan was to drive right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; with 2 rest stops for Doc to offload, eat, drink and walk around. Estimated trip time 24 hrs. Well, things went well the entire trip and we rested 3 times and made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dallas-Fort Worth&lt;/span&gt; airport in 22 hours to pick up Emily. We then headed for the Stockyards area for some vacation time and boarded Doc at the livery inside the Stockyards District. This was really cool as he stalled beside the longhorns used for the daily cattle drive down Exchange St. He traveled well but did show dehydration from the trip. I picked up 2 tubes of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;electrolytes&lt;/span&gt; to mainline his system and this did pick things up quickly. On Thursday morning, after a good nights rest we had the opportunity to work in the arena located beside the livery for an hour for some relaxed exercise. Afterwards, and this was really cool,Medicine Man and I rode the entire length of Exchange St. For those not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;familiar&lt;/span&gt; with the area this is where for over 100 years cattle were brought in and either slaughtered or shipped out from all points south and west of Ft. Worth. A lot of history lies here.&lt;br /&gt;This is one place where a horse really doesn't look out of place. I highly recommend this stop for anyone traveling with or without a horse. The afternoon was spent shopping and sightseeing and we moved Doc to the Will Rogers Complex later that evening. Folks, this is some complex. We were in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Moncrief&lt;/span&gt; Building. It contained 2 arenas, 1 for practice out by the stalls and the other a very large air conditioned arena with seating for 6000. The stall area would hold over 200 horses, each with a 10x10 stall. What a nice place.&lt;br /&gt;After we settled Doc and I had scheduled a practice session for 6pm so off we went. He was very relaxed in the large arena and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;negotiated&lt;/span&gt; all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;obstacles&lt;/span&gt; set up with no problem. He never got out of hand, (lots did) and moved as requested. I was very impressed with his manners and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;discipline&lt;/span&gt; during this new adventure. Practice sessions lasted only 20 minutes so back to the stall, feed, hay and a good night rest was in order. Friday would consist of 2 scheduled practices,&lt;br /&gt;a conditioning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;evaluation&lt;/span&gt; by the Vets and a trainer meeting at noon. The first practice was a blur as Doc decided he didn't want pay attention. Not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;unruly&lt;/span&gt; just very energetic. I guess the 2 tubes of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;electrolytes&lt;/span&gt; did the trick. I knew his conditioning score was going to suffer due to his illness so we had really been giving him the chow. We took him before the Vets just before lunch for his condition score and made out a little better than expected. With a range of 1-40 with 20 being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;optimum&lt;/span&gt; he scored 16. The top score was 19.5. His only down fall was his weight. Feet and hair coat were great! From looking at the other scores he was in the middle. Just think had he not gotten sick. He was perfect for what they were looking for.&lt;br /&gt;The Trainer's meeting was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;informative&lt;/span&gt; with a couple guest speakers, first was Cody Christian, a motivational speaker suffering from cancer. His word really gave a lift to the crowd. The second speaker was none other than the 2007 Road to the Horse winner, yes, Chris Cox. This was another great surprise. The meeting finished up with a brief &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;description&lt;/span&gt; of the 2 courses laying ahead by the judges . Their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;emphasis&lt;/span&gt; to us at the time was they understood what we were dealing with and for us not to get to caught up in the small stuff. (Boy, was that an overstatement). Back for 1 last practice that evening and then Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;The in hand portion began at 8:00AM on Saturday with me drawing 33rd. I watched several trainers and horses go through and was impressed with the control shown. This really gave me the jitters so I dismissed myself back to Doc's stall. Our time came around about 9:30 and I'm sure he felt my trembles in his lead.&lt;br /&gt;The course led off crossing 6 poles, forward &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; an L formation stopping at the end and backing back through the L not touching any pole. A right 270 degree turn, stop, and lead off at a trot for 30 feet, sudden stop at the cone. Drop the lead, pick up all 4 feet. Next a left turn and around and across 2 poles in a right angle from far to near going around a plant sitting in the apex. Then a white stock trailer, in, around, and out finishing with an in-hand trot around 5 cones starting from right to left in a W formation and out the gate. Folks, I had never been so proud of 1 horse as I was of Medicine Man. No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hesitation&lt;/span&gt; at no time, a perfect back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the L. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Yielded&lt;/span&gt; all 4 feet without moving and picked up the trot every time I asked. The only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;fault&lt;/span&gt; I knew of was he ticked the first pole starting off. Not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;nough&lt;/span&gt; to move it but I did hear it. Scores were posted at lunch with Doc finishing 15 of 91. A great showing for Doc. (The video should be posted this evening)&lt;br /&gt;Next came under saddle. A bit more complex course so I tried to watch as others took on the task. This confused me some so back to the stall and wait until my turn. My draw was 39&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I hadn't paid much attention to the other scores but I should had. This was going to be my Waterloo. The course started out leading Doc in, then with a left lead lope around the right side of the arena, along the judges setting in chairs inside the arena and stopping at a cone on at the end. Left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;in place&lt;/span&gt; turn, lope off on right lead back by the judges, around the end, back up the other side, figure eight with a lead change and ending up at the far end from the start. Stop at the cone, or so I thought, turn left, trot into an 8x8 box for 2 right in place turns, 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;in place&lt;/span&gt; left turns, trot out, turn right through 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;panels&lt;/span&gt; set in a W formation and continue to a platform. Walk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; and trot through 4 poles with the last making another L formation. Back back through the L without touching, roll right and exit the arena. Well, I again was quite proud of the little man. He did break stride when we passed the judges but picked back up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; and had a little rough stop at the cone passing it slightly. My fault, not his, I wasn't ready for the cone. His turn was good and he loped off and completed the figure 8 with a lead change. I over reined him in the box causing him to back out of the box slightly half way through, again my fault. After that we had 0 errors completing the course not touching any pole. A good trot through the W &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Panels&lt;/span&gt;, No hesitation on the platform, perfect back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the L and off we went. My score? A big fat 0. Don't know why I was disqualified but am in search of the answer. When they posted the judges scores the crowd was such as I was going back an look into it. Later they had already taken down the scores. I hope to get the answer after the staff gets back in the office later this week.&lt;br /&gt;All in all the course was good but over 50% of the trainers were disqualified from each event. In conversation with the staff I feel this will be rectified for next year with a better understanding of course requirements. More to come of the Finals and Auction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RvhmoRXIwaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/uw0PwU0YuuI/s1600-h/Mustang+Pics+2+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RvhmoRXIwaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/uw0PwU0YuuI/s320/Mustang+Pics+2+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113950218920444322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is Ft. Worth Ready for Medicine Man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RvhoohXIwcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gZGntmPUbpA/s1600-h/Mustang+Pics+2+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RvhoohXIwcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gZGntmPUbpA/s320/Mustang+Pics+2+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113952422238667202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trotting through the cones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RvhrchXIwdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/MseaC0OA0q0/s1600-h/Mustang+Pics+2+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RvhrchXIwdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/MseaC0OA0q0/s320/Mustang+Pics+2+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113955514615120338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Backing through the "L"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-6187204819618519710?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6187204819618519710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=6187204819618519710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/6187204819618519710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/6187204819618519710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/09/ft-worth-wow.html' title='Ft Worth = WOW'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RvhmoRXIwaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/uw0PwU0YuuI/s72-c/Mustang+Pics+2+086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-5724538689519523438</id><published>2007-09-15T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T04:40:22.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we ready yet?</title><content type='html'>As we work daily to prepare for Ft Worth we're having those last days jitters.  Medicine Man has been a champ as each morning and evening are filled with the same old practice, practice, practice.  His strength has returned from the sickness but his energy level is somewhat down.  I've switched to XTN by Nutrena to bring his weight back up and also have him on an iron supplement daily.  This has made a noticeable difference in his weight just in 10 days.  Monday I started adding electrolytes to his feed and water to insure hydration for the upcoming trip and new environment.  His feet are doing well with just a slight tenderness on driveway rocks but on smooth ground, grass or the arena there's no problem.  Roll-backs and spins were going to be the hole card for event but his energy just won't make it happen.  His stops are great, turns and backups are perfect for the trail.  I guess we'll have to see what awaits us at Ft Worth.  Our plans are to leave out on Tuesday, arrive Wednesday and practice Thursday and Friday.  The show begins promptly at 8 on Saturday Morning.  Will Keep you updated as the week progresses.&lt;br /&gt;I did want to make mention also that several friends, driven by Helena had a send off last Saturday for Medicine Man and myself.  This was a real hoe-down with over four hundred dollars raised to assist us in the trip.  Thanks Helena and Dean, Vickie, George, Shorty, Diane and all my current and new friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-5724538689519523438?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5724538689519523438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=5724538689519523438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/5724538689519523438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/5724538689519523438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/09/are-we-ready-yet.html' title='Are we ready yet?'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-2003203992536751178</id><published>2007-09-08T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T09:39:31.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great News!</title><content type='html'>Got some spectacular news from the vet this morning.  There is little, &lt;strong&gt;if any&lt;/strong&gt;, rotation of the coffin bone in Medicine Man's feet.  Vet prognosis- Get ready for Texas!  That's right folks...Doc is headin' to Texas!  He is, however, slightly anemic due to his bout last week.  The vet said this should be temporary and the iron level will pick right back up again with simple mineral supplements.  Thanks again for all your thoughts and prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-2003203992536751178?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2003203992536751178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=2003203992536751178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/2003203992536751178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/2003203992536751178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/09/great-news.html' title='Great News!'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-5996504309905007734</id><published>2007-09-07T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T19:29:08.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The strength of the Mustang</title><content type='html'>The visit from Dr. Kirkman went well this morning.  Doc's improvements are just phenomenal for this type of injury.  His exam showed no issues or concerns.  We did take radiographs of all four feet to 1, show any P3 movement, and 2, to give us a point of reference in the event of later problems.  The results should be back by Saturday morning.  His gate showed little tenderness unless we walked on the gravel.  On request he trotted around the pasture by lead with no lameness.  Vet recommendation...Resume training! &lt;br /&gt;George dropped by this evening and placed pads on both front feet and filled the voids with a epoxy jell to help on the tenderness as he mends.  This resulted in a noticeable difference as soon as he completed the job!  Thanks George for you concern and help in bringing Doc back to 100%.&lt;br /&gt;Again, I can't thank my friends and readers for their support and prayers enough as we "come out of the woods" with this illness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-5996504309905007734?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5996504309905007734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=5996504309905007734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/5996504309905007734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/5996504309905007734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/09/strength-of-mustang.html' title='The strength of the Mustang'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-4878281083959837410</id><published>2007-09-06T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T18:59:54.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of natural healing</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update from last weeks bout with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cucklebur's&lt;/span&gt; in Medicine Man's feed.  After the close attention from the Vet, myself, and many friends Medicine Man started showing improvement on Saturday.  Helena's constant concern for Doc is really showing her true feeling about this young horse.  His feet were still really sore but he moved around the pasture at will to eat and would follow the feed scoop for a meal.  Sunday I moved him into a stall with 6" of sawdust that proved  to be welcomed by Doc.  George Terrell, a wonderful  farrier in the area that works extensively with problem horses came by and put foam pads on his front feet.  Another welcomed move.  With these 2 steps Doc was showing improvement daily.  His system seems to have purged all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;toxins&lt;/span&gt; from the feed and now the feet are on the mend.  I haven't made the call regarding Ft Worth.  The vet is coming out Friday Morning for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;radiographs&lt;/span&gt;.  This should give us an indication as to his recovery period.  Today he is without pads and walked throughout the paddock with no noticeable pain and movement left, right, fwd and backward was on demand with no hesitation.  What can we say but he's a MUSTANG.  A born survivor!&lt;br /&gt;I'll update the results after lunch on Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-4878281083959837410?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4878281083959837410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=4878281083959837410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/4878281083959837410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/4878281083959837410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/09/power-of-natural-healing.html' title='The power of natural healing'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-4525278566121580858</id><published>2007-08-31T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T16:59:32.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The ""Medicine Man" seeking outside help?</title><content type='html'>There has been a lot of excitement in the past day but you'll have to wait as I bring us up to date. &lt;br /&gt;The past week has been nothing but work for Doc and me as we worked morning and evening most days getting ready for the show.  I know I said from the start that I had no intentions in buying back Doc but this is really going to be hard.  I've never grown attached to a horse in such a short amount of time but this is really working on me.  Though he hates to see me coming with a bridle in hand he now looks for the rub or a few soft words.  Our entire this past week has been in the pasture or round pen working on those finer skills.  He gives a new meaning to the word softness on the left and improving daily on the right.  When I say soft I mean little finger wiggles for direction and very light lift for collection.   His backing is a squeeze and small heel bumps for more speed.   His gate changes from standing to trot is by shifting in the saddle and either a kiss or squeeze and you got it, Want more, another squeeze and you get that slow lope that almost backs up.  Ok, maybe in someone Else's eyes they do't see it that way but from nothing to this with my limited skills, I'm tickled to death.    As far as I can tell we've worked on everything they're expecting at Ft Worth plus a few.  Doc is having a little trouble with straight backing,  he wants to drift to the left after the 4th or 5th step.  Anyone have any ideas?  Most times a bit of barrel pressure on the left will fix it,  maybe just time is the answer.  I have noted some stiffness on the right, maybe me or his drive shaft is a little out of line. I don't know, maybe I need a chiropractor!  Otherwise I'm, as well as others tickled to death.  On Tuesday Helena's daughter, Casady rode Doc out the drive and around the farm bareback and only a halter,  Folks this is a 10 year old cowgirl.  Go girl!  Ropin pen on Wednesday for more cows.  Not roping off him but he is pulling logs, fwds and backwards with no problem.  OK, now for the scare.&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday afternoon I went out and found Doc lying down and somewhat kinda out of it.  I've never been able to just walk up a rub on him with him down without a little coxing but this time was different.  I got him up and he was just not himself.  I was doing a little housekeeping around the barn so I'd just keep an eye on him.  Well, within 30 min's his fever shot thru the roof, 105, respiratory system was just way out of wack and heart rate over 80 BPM, and legs locked up.  Whats going on is by me so its time for Dr. Kirkman, a local large animal vet.  I also called Helena as she works with lots of sick/rehab horses through recovery.  Helena arrives first, muscle relaxer to help him and no change.  He's got gastric noises so I'm kinda ruling out the C word.  After an exam from the vet the  thoughts turned towards  toxic poising.  But what can it be.  He's been in a dry lot the past few days due the the drought and no grass, only feed and hay.  We did change feed brands on Tuesday .  Chapin did find a few Cockleburs in the feed but I didn't make the connection until later with a conversation from the vet.  He spoke of 8 cows dying last week after eating hay with cockleburs in it.  Well, on to the computer and what did I find but they are very toxic to horses, cows, and pigs.  This feed was really loaded with  'em.  In one scoop I found over 15 pods.  This was shared with the vet this morning so a toxic search is underway.  His improvement this morning was a noticeable change but still very tender on his feet.  His appetite was back but that high temp really is giving him founder signs.   This afternoon his fever had dropped to 101 and heart rate just above normal.  Appetite good and a little better on his feet.  He did follow the feed scoop to his stall but with instability in his feet.  I will give a report through the weekend to keep those interested posted.  If you might have any information that might be beneficial please email.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-4525278566121580858?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4525278566121580858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=4525278566121580858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/4525278566121580858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/4525278566121580858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/08/medicine-man-seeking-outside-help.html' title='The &quot;&quot;Medicine Man&quot; seeking outside help?'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-2616319769797181517</id><published>2007-08-20T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T11:26:31.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Road Again</title><content type='html'>Its  better than a week since the last update so lets give it a loop!  The weather here has been super hot...More days over 100 than under with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nighttime&lt;/span&gt; only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dippin&lt;/span&gt;' down to the middle 70's.  That has really put a damper on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ridin&lt;/span&gt;' horses.&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday we got in another mustang yearling to work with for my niece so that did occupy a couple of days in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gentlin&lt;/span&gt;' down so we could get our hands on him.  This took the most part of Sunday to halter him without a lot of stress on me and him considering the heat.  By Wednesday we had made great strides and sent him back home for her to continue to the project.   When he left  you could walk up and halter with little effort, lead from both sides off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shoulder&lt;/span&gt;, pick up his feet, and brush him down.  He really was shy with new folks but that will change with time.&lt;br /&gt;Medicine Man had a few days off during this but we did get in a couple of late &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt;(after dark) rides in before the big trip to Mt Rogers, VA.  We left out on Friday morning, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chapin&lt;/span&gt; and Emily both on their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;QTR&lt;/span&gt; horses,  Jeff M. on his mule, Cody on a App/Draft cross and me on the Mustang.  A lot of talk going up on who had the mountain horse but time was sure to tell.  All traveled well (3 hrs) and we took the first ride early afternoon. We arrived at Rocky Hollow Horse Camp in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Troutdale&lt;/span&gt;, VA after lunch.  The weather was low 80's, starting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;elevation&lt;/span&gt; was 3500 ft.  We started out on our first ride around 2 with a goal of a 4-5 hr ride.  Medicine Man wasn't really interested in setting the pace up the mountain but held his on in the steep climb up to 4500 ft.  We've got to remember all horses on this trip were without shoes and boy, was it rocky.  I will say he and the molly were the only 2 that really didn't sweat much in the climb.  Our only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; was a golf cart the camp owner, Wade used to get around in.  It had the wind/rain covers on and they really drew Doc's attention.  After a couple of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; of investigation this was old hat.  The ride was uneventful other than Cody loosing his GPS and the group having to split up to find it.  (They did find it).  This trip up and back, 7.5 miles.  We high lined the horses that night after a good feeding  and made plans for day 2.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 started for Emily and I around 11:30.  (Emily had obligations at school, Her college is only 40 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;minutess&lt;/span&gt; away).  The others left out about 10:00 with plans to meet at 2 at the top by the scales.   Both quarter horses had on Easy boots for this trip.  Emily and I made it on time and met a lot of good folks.  One group of 5 was up from the Piedmont Saddle Club out of Greensboro, NC.  Nice people with lots of trail &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ridin&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;.  This is kinda a meeting place as its a large grass area  of several hundred acres on top of the mountain where in the old days farmers would drive there cattle up in the spring for the good grass.  Scales were brought up and the buyers would purchase the cattle right off the mountain.  There are also a band of wild ponies here and we did get a chance to see a mare/foal before we left out.  This was a short trip up in distance, 3 miles but took 2 hours because of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;terrain&lt;/span&gt; and hard climb.  Medicine Man was showing some tenderness by now so we just relaxed and enjoyed the view.  2 hours later the others arrived with plans to ride on to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Grayson&lt;/span&gt; Highlands, another 2 hrs and we passed and started back down around 5.  Another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; route down and this brought us through a large area of Blue Berries.   Time to stock up for dressing on our morning pancakes.   Pick for an hour and on we went arriving back to camp around 8 with some really tired horses and sore feet on 1 mustang.  His feet showed very little wear, no chips just tenderness on the small rocks.  I guess the time in captivity gave his feet time to soften up.  Our riding here in central NC is mostly grass/dirt with little rocks except for creeks and washouts.  The boots on Emily's horse really made the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;difference&lt;/span&gt;.  I do have a pair for my Reba but forgot to bring them.  Good feed, hay and rest til morning.  The others didn't get in until after 10 and road down the entire  mountain in the dark.  Boy, I'm glad we made the decision to start back early.  The stories they told of the trip down in the dark just makes your skin tingle.  The only horse in good repair was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Chapin's&lt;/span&gt; Scooter. (He had on boots).&lt;br /&gt;After checking out the horses on Sunday morning we decided to pass on riding due to sore feet.&lt;br /&gt;Load up, back down the mountain and home by 5:00.&lt;br /&gt;This will most likely be Doc's last long ride til Ft Worth.  Now, on to phase 3 of training.  Refine those ques in early morning training before work.  I'm really getting concerned after reading some of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;blogs&lt;/span&gt; from other professional trainers.  They've even requested cattle for part of their demo's.  Well, if nothing else we will have the most trail &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;savvy&lt;/span&gt; horse there anyway.  Keep your fingers crossed in this last 30 days of training to round out this fine horse to become a strong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;competitor&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Rssn4gUF_jI/AAAAAAAAAEk/y8ngCFMWtoE/s1600-h/Mustang+Pictures+280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Rssn4gUF_jI/AAAAAAAAAEk/y8ngCFMWtoE/s320/Mustang+Pictures+280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101214854627589682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Headin' up the mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RssppwUF_kI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_CXkzKOFbEY/s1600-h/Mustang+Pictures+307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RssppwUF_kI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_CXkzKOFbEY/s320/Mustang+Pictures+307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101216800247774786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chapin, Emily and  I on top of the mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Rssr8gUF_lI/AAAAAAAAAE0/q2oBK0wGo34/s1600-h/Mustang+Pictures+308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Rssr8gUF_lI/AAAAAAAAAE0/q2oBK0wGo34/s320/Mustang+Pictures+308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101219321393577554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a view!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-2616319769797181517?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2616319769797181517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=2616319769797181517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/2616319769797181517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/2616319769797181517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/08/on-road-again.html' title='On The Road Again'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Rssn4gUF_jI/AAAAAAAAAEk/y8ngCFMWtoE/s72-c/Mustang+Pictures+280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-2630863485627401294</id><published>2007-08-06T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T04:35:26.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you seen my horse?</title><content type='html'>The week after the Mustang Adoption has been a rest period for Medicine Man. When everyone else is kicking up another gear in their training we've kinda taken the week off. We worked on lots of lessons learned but all in short durations. We've practiced the lead without the lead alot as we move around the pasture, pen and yard. Doc's even adapting to others in the hook up and is really impressing alot of folks. We had our feet worked again and other than those hoofs being so #&amp;amp;$$#(*) tough every thing was a breeze. Doc uses this as an opportunity to be near us. Any time we're around he wants to have close contact always searching for a scratch or rub. With it being so hot he stands for a hose no matter what noise it makes. Before when the air rushed out or the water spattered he would jump around, now, no problem. We worked under saddle 3 days this past week with gait transition, flexing (both lateral and at the pole), and backing.&lt;br /&gt;I always want a good pole flex before working on backing and I think we have it. His lightness in the bit requires only a lift of the reins with little bit pressure for a bend, let up and repeat and you'll get more bend, slight steady pressure and leg squeeze and we're backing up. Man, what a pleasure to train. We also are working on fore end cross over with toe pressure on the shoulder. Doc picked this up so fast he made me feel I was a good trainer. That's a hoot of a thought. It's just his quick learning ability. I guess to be a "Medicine Man" you have to have a good head on your shoulders......&lt;br /&gt;We did have a bit of excitement on Thursday evening. Chapin and I set out on a longer trail ride with a few planned obstacles to accomplish. Both Doc and a nice gelding named Wizz belonging to Vickie G. needed some different terrain. Things went well along the first half with steep hills, gulley's, and water. I don't know how but we did find some water 3+ feet deep to work in and boy, did they enjoy that part. Later riding along the highway Doc and I heard a truck approach, his ears tracked it and just as it was abreast to us a trailer he was pulling hit a pothole and a new sound erupted. I always collect the outside rein on passing vehicles in case and this was a good case. His reaction was a little hop, I pulled up the right rein, one circle and we're back on track. Thought he startled, he regained his composure quickly and another lesson learned. Later on a bicycle approached and got a lot of attention but no reaction. (We work with bikes in the pastures).&lt;br /&gt;A large portion of the ride was in close order woods with no trails. This really is no fun to ride in but does require a lot a left/right/forward/backup to get through some spots. Lots of vines, limbs, downed trees to walk over. Doc was a dream for this getting tangled up in vines a couple of times and patiently waiting while I worked us out of the fix. This can really create softness if the rider will remain calm and give slight leg and rein cues.&lt;br /&gt;After 3 hrs of riding we stopped off at my dad's house and let the horses graze in the front yard as we sat on the porch and socialized. Doc was content with staying in the front but Wizz was determined to seek out the better grass in the back. On the second trip back Chapin went back to get him and no Wizz. There's a 10 acre hay field just behind the house with Johnson grass over 5' tall. We searched for Wizz til after 1:00AM with no luck. Chapin came back home and picked up a young filly Wizz has been staying with during his time here in hopes of her bringing him back or at least sounding off. My only thought was he had gotten tangled in the woods since he still had a saddle on. We stayed until all lights ran out and returned the following morning at daylight. No Wizz. Ok, now I'm worried. A few calls were made to include the owner and plans were being made for a mass search. He was somewhat limited to how far he could travel due to all the fences in the area. Doc and I had searched all nearby fields the night before with no results but a second look couldn't hurt. After checking out all known fields I started paying attention to Doc and his ears. He just wouldn't take his attention away from a certain area I thought was just woods. We moved along a field road and he brought me into a small hay field, 2-3 acres I never knew existed. I looked around the field and saw nothing and attempted to leave but his attention was still focused on the field. OK, off we went across and low and behold upon reaching the crown we looked down and there stands Wizz. Just eating, not a worry in the world. We were no more than 500 yards from my dads. What a joyous time. I only had a piece of hay string I carry balled up on my saddle to lead with so thought we'd give it a try. Doc had never led another so I was reluctant to give it a try but my cell phone wouldn't work and I was determined not to leave Wizz alone. (Chapin had removed his reins during grazing). So, attach the hay twine, give all the slack I could, (every bit of 5 ft) and off we went. Doc was bothered at first with the closeness of his travel mate but eventually moved right off like he'd been doing it for years. Back on high ground, and time to make phone calls to abort the search before it got under way. I can attest Chapin was one happy young man as he saw us ridding up. Vickie was on the way with Wizz's pasture mate so she came on and she and Chapin trail rode back home. A good training lesson for all, including me! I forgot to mention the night search aboard Doc, I have a light mounted on a hat used for night hunting and every time I turned it on it would cast a beam over his head to the ground. As I moved my head around the moving light really kept him on his toes. He never did adjust totally to the light. Back to the house and a big rest for us both.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday and Sunday was extremely hot so training was limited to close order drill in short periods. A short ride today, more flexing and backing with direction change. I do need to work on direct and straight travel. We kinda roamed across the fields unless I really kept giving direction. Something to work on in the cool....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-2630863485627401294?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2630863485627401294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=2630863485627401294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/2630863485627401294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/2630863485627401294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/08/have-you-seen-my-horse.html' title='Have you seen my horse?'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-1829682535737711297</id><published>2007-07-29T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T06:37:38.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sold!</title><content type='html'>Our training with Doc is still progressing with his last adventure being attendance at the Mustang Adoption in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Archdale&lt;/span&gt; Friday and Saturday. Though he had already been exposed to the commotion of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ropin&lt;/span&gt; pen the crowd and attention he received this weekend was incredible.&lt;br /&gt;On Friday morning we loaded up Reba, Medicine Man, and 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;panels&lt;/span&gt; in the trailer and off we went. With the help of a wonderful crew from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BLM&lt;/span&gt; we had a front row display inside the arena for show and tell. Doc was a total dream through Friday with his patience exceptional as one after another came by to see and rub him. All in all, I bet 300+ folks exchanged touches with Doc. With his vast media coverage many people had already read of him and were excited to finally meet the "Medicine Man". This was another incredible training event for him to continue in our "quest for the gold" in Ft Worth. We left both horses overnight, (his first sleep over since coming to The Bar T) with no issues.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was again more of the same with news coverage from Fox News 14 doing a small part on him. The adoption went well with 72 of the 73 horses and donkeys finding homes when we left at 3:00. I do want to say, Paige, my niece that I've written about adopted 2 horses during this event and want to wish her the best with this new endeavor for her and her family.&lt;br /&gt;We did uncover one small issue with Doc-after his tolerance level falls, he wants to pen those ears back and nip at people. Not a hard problem to fix, but none the less an issue. I guess after so many rubs on the nose I would also. He did adapt a new taste for carrots from a couple of young girls with little encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;After loading up and returning, Doc was glad to be back and rested well the remainder of the evening. I still continue to be impressed with his attitude in stressful situations and hope this continues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-1829682535737711297?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1829682535737711297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=1829682535737711297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/1829682535737711297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/1829682535737711297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/07/sold.html' title='Sold!'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-761440772648085915</id><published>2007-07-26T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T04:31:18.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friendly Reminder</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to leave a friendly reminder of the upcoming  Wild Horse and Burro Adoption here in NC at the Triad Livestock Arena, 6296 Cedar Square Rd, Archdale, NC.  Archdale is located just south of High Point.  Preview is Friday, 1 to 5, Adoption Saturday 8-5.  Live biding begins at 10:00 on Saturday.  Medicine Man and I hope to see you there.  For more information the BLM website is &lt;a href="http://www.wildhorseandburro.blm.gov/"&gt;www.wildhorseandburro.blm.gov&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-761440772648085915?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/761440772648085915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=761440772648085915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/761440772648085915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/761440772648085915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/07/friendly-reminder.html' title='A Friendly Reminder'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-8026808113060876982</id><published>2007-07-23T19:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T19:30:09.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Go Ropin'</title><content type='html'>As promised last Tuesday we loaded up Doc and off to the roping pen we went.  This was his first time tied in a trailer with another horse, Scooter, his sparring partner and Dolly, a 3 year old mule belonging to a good friend Jeff M.  (We've worked together for the past few years training mules the horse way and it works).  There were no travel issues and upon arrival at the pen Doc was the only horse ore mule that would back completely off a 22' stock trailer.  All others had to turn around inside to offload.  This in itself impressed a lot of folks.  His interest really peaked as we moved around, several other horses, cows, people and excitement.  We traveled with all animals saddled so as soon as we unloaded  I decided to mount and control his excitement from above.  To my expectations (his good behavior doesn't surprise anymore) he was a total pleasure in the crowd.  We moved into the arena, loped around a few laps and parked just along the header side of the chute to help direct the steers as they were released.  The first couple of turn-outs did gain Doc's attention but soon became old hat as we just sat and talked with other ropers.  After 30 mins and a couple of different riders, Helena's (a friend I've spoken of earlier)  older daughter Cody took this opportunity to ride him around and was really impressed by his softness. Cody spends her time in the summer giving riding lessons to young children.  Helena decided she would put him in the box and score a few steers to check his reaction.  Well, again he acted as if he'd done this before so off she goes running a couple down the pen.  Doc handled this with a lot of interest, head down, ears back and tracked with little direction after the first couple of steers.  I always thought his build and agility would make a ropin' horse, now we've discovered his mind also fits the mold!   Our time was cut short due to a thunder storm  but the mission was accomplished!  Another successful adventure.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-8026808113060876982?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8026808113060876982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=8026808113060876982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/8026808113060876982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/8026808113060876982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/07/lets-go-ropin.html' title='Lets Go Ropin&apos;'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-2003315908280260216</id><published>2007-07-16T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T09:39:42.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Riders?</title><content type='html'>I got back home Thursday evening after giving Medicine Man four days of R&amp;R. I’d moved him in with a couple of other horses on Sunday and had hoped they would eventually set the pecking order. At first Doc wanted to be the boss and acted quite aggressive towards Scooter, a 13 yo horse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chapin&lt;/span&gt; uses for roping. Well, seems as if Doc just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t learn; he acquired a couple of battle bites during my absence. Seemed he’d get new ones each day so I just had to make the move. During the day he’s on pasture and night he’s up. Eventually he’d learn, but I don’t need the marks right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily and I took a trail ride on Friday evening and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chapin&lt;/span&gt; and I on Saturday morning. Doc is really adjusting well to the outside world having little or no issue with any obstacles found. Emily did ride him on Friday and was just thrilled with the comfort of his gates. Seems she’s been riding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;QH&lt;/span&gt;’s to long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had planned to take Doc to the roping pen on Saturday evening but time just ran away with us so we only took Scooter. I really missed an opportunity; there were only 6-7 other horses there and the commotion was at a minimum. (I will take him on Wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday gave him another opportunity to expand his horizons; we visited another mustang owner at her place. Dean and Helena have a very nice horse complex with 7 or 8 horses. We trailered over; this was his first tied experience in a moving trailer and he was the perfect gentleman. Doc was very interested in his new surrounding with the noises, horses etc but remained calm. We each took turns riding him in the ring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; his gates with no issues. His response to new riders,  first Cody and then Helena, was very impressive. There were no issues except when Helena could not reach the stirrups and used her feet to hold on with by his flank. Not a drastic reaction but he did do a little crow hop with the new feel. This prompted a different saddle, one with a flank and breast strap and saddle bags. All new things. Not knowing what to expect, we lunged him a couple of laps with no reaction so back on with Helena and she carried him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; his paces, walk, trot, and lope. His direction change and stops are very impressive with little bit pressure. His on board backing was worked on for the first time with good results. I think everyone was impressed with him and his ability to adjust to the new surroundings. With things going so well, along came Eileen, Helena’s sister-in-law visiting from Ireland. Not being the horse person Doc has been accustomed to, I was a bit concerned but he was quite the trainer as he carried her around the pen several times with no issues. His last rider for the day was Cassie, Helena’s 8 year old daughter, who is really a good rider. No stirrups, just a good leg grip and off she went from walk to trot. With her leg squeeze not being that of an adult, she had to result to a little rein tap to get movement with Doc just moving right along. I think Doc has a new found friend with Cassie. (Pictures on the way) That finished up the evening for him so back home for feed and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reminder for “Meet Medicine Man” . The event will be this Sunday, the 22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; from 2-6 at our place. The address is 730 Pete Thomas Rd, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pittsboro&lt;/span&gt;, NC 27312. Phone # is 919-542-4613. Were located 10 miles north of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Pittsboro&lt;/span&gt; off hwy 87. Email for directions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-2003315908280260216?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2003315908280260216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=2003315908280260216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/2003315908280260216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/2003315908280260216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-riders.html' title='New Riders?'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-5423985435658012570</id><published>2007-07-09T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T16:58:24.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Mobile Now</title><content type='html'>Sunday afternoon here in NC was verrrrrry HOT! Late that evening Medicine Man and I had planned on another trail ride, but the weather was just not in support of the idea. We instead just saddled up ( for some reason he was a little shy today with the saddle so we spent some time working that out on both sides) and practiced a lot of lateral bending around trees, stumps, rocks or anything that could create a tight turn in improve his bending. This is not to say he's not being the perfect companion, but instead his turns, bends and flexing are coming with just the slightest bit of bit pressure and leg squeeze. Vertical flexing at the pole is slow but coming along. Seems he's gotten so responsive he just wants to back up. That surely isn't something to complain about now is it? After about 20 minutes of this, I’ve wanted to work on trailer loading, so we moved on to new challenges. Our practice trailer is a 14' stock tag along with about a 14" step-up. This is the same trailer we hauled him back from SC on day 1, so he has some familiarization with it. Well, you wouldn't think that when he saw it. A new beast, again! I wonder how there mama explains all the things they need to be afraid of because he has no short list. It took 5 minutes of walking around, left and right, back and forth for him to stop and relax within 1-2 feet of the back door. This time it was all under saddle with rider, so at least I didn't have to move as much. As we stood by the door, a storm came up. I took the opportunity to step inside to stay dry and lo' and behold, who in pops his head?! No encouragement just surprise! After a quick shower I backed him away and walked back up, back and forth to just when I thought he might lock down and repeat the step. On the third attempt to step up, he made the effort, not in but at least bumped his leg on the step-up. This didn't startle him but instead he tested the step-up for the height. One leg up and I backed him back up. Return, 2 up and rest. Back up and move forward and 1-2-3-4 feet all in the trailer. He made no attempt to back out on his own, ( I would have let him if he tried) so we just rested inside for a while before repeating the process 5-6 more times. I do want to say the first couple of attempts I used a long dead stick to tap him on the hip for forward movement, but was able to drop it after the 2nd trip in. Again guys! What a HORSE!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be out of town until the weekend, so Chapin and Emily will continue to work on lessons learned and give "Doc" a little more time with other folks. This weekend, we plan to take him to a roping pen (not to rope) to expose him to more folks, horses, cows, noise and the like. We'll see how that goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RpLtorePt9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/JgoMlUPRElI/s1600-h/Mustang+Pictures+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085388212374845394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RpLtorePt9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/JgoMlUPRElI/s320/Mustang+Pictures+256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Let me see what this trailer is all about..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RpLwL7ePt-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/aL9lGxcYMhA/s1600-h/Mustang+Pictures+260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085391016988489698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RpLwL7ePt-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/aL9lGxcYMhA/s320/Mustang+Pictures+260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I don't &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt; any Mountain Lions..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RpLxHrePt_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/auG-IRCoNbE/s1600-h/Mustang+Pictures+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085392043485673458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RpLxHrePt_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/auG-IRCoNbE/s320/Mustang+Pictures+258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Hellllooooooooooo out there!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-5423985435658012570?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5423985435658012570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=5423985435658012570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/5423985435658012570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/5423985435658012570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/07/were-mobile-now.html' title='We&apos;re Mobile Now'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RpLtorePt9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/JgoMlUPRElI/s72-c/Mustang+Pictures+256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-4621896094053641136</id><published>2007-07-06T14:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T14:24:44.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"MEET MEDICINE MAN"</title><content type='html'>Many inquiries have come our way with folks wanting to  meet "Medicine Man" so we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; set the date.  We would like to invite any and all horse enthusiasts to our 'Meet "Medicine Man" day' on the 22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; of July here at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BarT&lt;/span&gt;.  Time is from 2:00 to 6:00.  We set this date 1 week prior to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BLM&lt;/span&gt; Mustang Adoption in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Archdale&lt;/span&gt; in hopes of creating more interest in the Adoption.  So, if you'd like to meet the horse that is quite the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;celebrity&lt;/span&gt; or "Reba" my 4 yo last year adoption come on out!  Email us for directions @ &lt;a href="mailto:TheBarTranch@gmail.com"&gt;TheBarTranch@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-4621896094053641136?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4621896094053641136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=4621896094053641136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/4621896094053641136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/4621896094053641136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/07/meet-medicine-man.html' title='&quot;MEET MEDICINE MAN&quot;'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-8435056398980159090</id><published>2007-07-06T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T14:07:40.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ridin', Rollin', 'n' Swimmin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As we finished up week 4, many things have happened.  After the day of bonding last Sunday it seems as if Doc and I have become a team.  Late Sunday evening my 15 year old niece, Paige, was down from VA for a little horse time.  She actually climbed on Doc  bareback (Her first time ever on a horse bareback).  This went well resulting in another Doc admirer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the pasture, lot, or stall he’ll attach himself to me as I approach him.  He gives me a welcome as I come around each morning or evening.  He’s still sharing a lot with Misty, a 2yo here for training.  Monday we had our feet cleaned and rasped, both front and back, not that they were in bad shape, but he needed it for training.  This was also his first tying experience.  It went well; itgave him no choice as I moved from left to right and around his hind quarters.  We only had a couple of pull-backs that resolved themselves in a matter of minutes.  Lunging is still progressing with his circles being constrained from an 8’ circle to the entire round pen.  His turns are getting some fire in ‘em with a few actual roll-backs thrown in  He still gets confused sometimes on the turn verses stops but he’s picking it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was light with a ride around the pasture, then I walked him up to the highway for a little car reaction.  I guess the 1700 miles along the interstate mellowed him to traffic.  His first truck resulted in raising his head up, ears forward, ½ circle, but that was it.  He gave #2 only slight attention, #3 he never lifted his head up from eating grass.  (We were within 20’ of the highway itself) Then it was time to go back down for a bath and feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, the 4th, gave Doc a day of rest.  His only excitement was the fireworks and motorcycles that afternoon and evening.  His lot is right beside one of the trails we ride dirt bikes on, so he really became accustomed to the noise, dust and activity.  The bottle rockets that night really had his attention up; I think he would had rather missed that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning came with a breeze and cooler temperatures.  A day for new adventures!  Yes, Doc and I couldn’t wait for the weekend for the trail ride, so our plans moved up.  We started with a little ground work with the bridle in the pen.  Flexing, lunging, patience, and respect.  I tried a new bit today, a full cheek snaffle for a little better response with less strength.  This worked well during flexing so I think this is what I’ll stay with from now on.  I hope to never move to a shanked bit, curb or snaffle.  I like the soft touch with easy responses up front.  We moved out into the back pasture with a few obstacles, dirt jumps for the motorcycles, creek banks, and real open areas.  He was wonderful, lots of interest in the new territory.  I had asked Emily to come along for  moral support, both for me and Doc.  She finally arrived around 9 so off we went.  Through the woods, under the hanging tree, and up on the dog highway.  Every new sight resulted in a 10-20 second pause for him to check things out.  Even with Scarlett, Emily’s Quarter Horse mare, leading he wanted to assure himself nothing bites!  On several occasions, Doc would take the lead for his own support.  A blue tarp over a car (a blue horse eater) was his strongest hurdle.  A few circles around it, advance, retreat, stop and smell and we’re through it.  Next, let’s walk along the highway.  The lines on the highway were the same as cracks on concrete to kids (Step on a crack, break your mama’s back).  He surely didn’t want to step on any of the painted lines.  Our next obstacle was a small water hazard, mud and a little water but still a hole to China to him.  After 45 seconds and we were through that.  A dry creek bed crossing with lots of rocks resulted with no stopping, just a sniff as he worked his way through it without jumping.  On through the trails and into an open field.  This was the humor of the day.  I had held up for Emily to move to the far edge of the field so we could get a couple of pictures with him loping.  Well, what do ya know.  This freshly plowed field was too tempting for him. Sniff the ground, down on his knees and for a good roll with me on him…The picture below shows the second time).  This young man went down with both my feet flat on the ground before I knew what had happened.  The only thing that kept him from going over were my legs stopping him!  What a hoot!  We let himdo it again for the camera and sure enough, he obliged…What a clown!  He easily stood back up with a slight up on the reins.  No fuss.  On to more adventures.  A couple of hills, another highway, up and down banks and thru a corn field.  Our next obstacle was a camo elephant, a deer stand mounted on a trailer, was a frightful sight.  Within a few minutes, we had decided it did not eat flesh.  Next, a creek and cool water.  Another opportunity to lie down, this time I was prepared but the camera was not.   (Batteries gone)  Of course he gave me all the signs before but I wanted to go the distance.  Down we went, again my legs held us upright and I brought him right back up.  It’s really neat today but that’s something we must work out.  No laying down with riders…Back around the field, and a  long straight stretch for a run.  We went from squeeze, cluck and then a trot, squeeze again and a lope.  Every thing was going well until he heard Emily coming up on Scarlett and the male ego kicked in and he was determined not to be passed.  We kept things in control for the next 300 yards, and by using the one rein we came back down to a walk.  Back to the highway, and we trotted along the remainder of the time to home.  Total ride: 1 ½ hours.  Experience for him: immeasurable. Enjoyment for me?  The same! &lt;br /&gt;Folks, what a pleasure of a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminder: NBC 17, The TV station that came out last Thursday, will air their segment on “Medicine Man” tonight at 7:00 PM.  It will be available on the website, NCB17.com afterward under ‘Your Pet’ section.    Also, don’t forget the BLM Adoption in Archdale, (by High Point) on 27-29 July.  Preview on the 27th, Adoption on the 28th and late adoptions on the 29th.  We still plan to attend pending approval of BLM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Meet Medicine Man Day is planned for July 22 from 2 until 6.  If you’d like to attend (and we encourage you to!) please email us for directions at &lt;a href="mailto:thebartranch@gmail.com"&gt;thebartranch@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Come out to meet such a great animal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Ro6cubePt4I/AAAAAAAAADc/KZKNk33AlwA/s1600-h/Mustang+Pictures+228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084173350810400642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Ro6cubePt4I/AAAAAAAAADc/KZKNk33AlwA/s320/Mustang+Pictures+228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The "Hanging Tree"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084181300794865586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Ro6j9LePt7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/EhapAxXvBo0/s320/Mustang+Pictures+234.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Please don't eat me, please don't eat me..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084176133949208466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Ro6fQbePt5I/AAAAAAAAADk/dhBxUviwRb0/s320/Mustang+Pictures+246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Oh, if I could just roll around for a bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in this newly-plowed dirt..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084178594965469090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Ro6hfrePt6I/AAAAAAAAADs/cBW-9UATPZY/s320/Mustang+Pictures+251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Medicine Man pawing pre-roll attempt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084184251437397954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Ro6mo7ePt8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/ll5HvDAuTLQ/s320/Mustang+Pictures+255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This big scary "elephant" isn't so scary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-8435056398980159090?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8435056398980159090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=8435056398980159090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/8435056398980159090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/8435056398980159090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/07/ridin-rollin-n-swimmin.html' title='Ridin&apos;, Rollin&apos;, &apos;n&apos; Swimmin&apos;'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/Ro6cubePt4I/AAAAAAAAADc/KZKNk33AlwA/s72-c/Mustang+Pictures+228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-8143992510780806804</id><published>2007-07-01T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T09:56:45.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mellow Man</title><content type='html'>I just had to get on today and share this mornings experience. I went into Medicine Man's stall and wanted to bring him out and about without the lead. I gave him a couple of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; to hook on and lo' and behold out we went, no contact, no lead. Around the round pen and into the pasture with just his desire to stay by me. Man, was I proud. When I would stand around a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; he might eat grass or loose attention but all I had to do to regain the attachment was move back along his side, step to his rear and again we were 1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chapin&lt;/span&gt; came over with a hand full of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cherries&lt;/span&gt; so we offered him one. No way, nothing he'd ever tasted or wanted. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; put one in his mouth and he chewed and spit it out. Not a taste for today. I also wanted to try out bridling. We went back to the on again, off again with the halter 10-15 times along the way really giving his face a rub each time. Then the bridle, right arm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the ears lifting as I offered the bit. He never bolted but he just didn't want anything in his mouth. So, lets slow down, put things in smaller steps. First, the bridle up across the ears with the bit below his chin. No problem, next a finger in the side of his mouth, He really had a tight lip for this but did give in with a little coxing. After maybe 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; of this he finally did open up and accept the bit. I use a copper snaffle for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;saliva&lt;/span&gt; effect.. I think it causes them to relax a bit. I repeated this several times and just let him stand by me as he adjusted to the new dental fixtures. I pulled up a chair and sat in front of him to build on our connection. Below, the pictures should tell the story of our results.  (Disreguard my inapproiate dress; it's kinda hot here) Right now, I'm on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; looking for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;growing&lt;/span&gt; pills for horses. If this young man was 16 hands I can assure you he would not leave the Bar T. I do have 1 question to ask the readers. I've had my view point on aging via teeth. His 7 year tooth is about 3/8 on an inch long. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;BLM&lt;/span&gt; had him aged at 4. Please respond if you have any input on this. I'm kinda thinking he's 6 or 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082332626611582834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RogSmLePt3I/AAAAAAAAADU/Aj4bLopv7Ic/s320/Mustang+Pictures+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Medicine Man following me around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082328129780823890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RogOgbePt1I/AAAAAAAAADE/wzj4oYSFN2E/s320/Mustang+Pictures+175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Medicine Man donning a bridle for the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082330122645649250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RogQUbePt2I/AAAAAAAAADM/s-0vRjYepz0/s320/Mustang+Pictures+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He's starting to take to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-8143992510780806804?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8143992510780806804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=8143992510780806804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/8143992510780806804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/8143992510780806804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/07/mellow-man.html' title='The Mellow Man'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RogSmLePt3I/AAAAAAAAADU/Aj4bLopv7Ic/s72-c/Mustang+Pictures+136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-5143921335208762006</id><published>2007-06-30T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T07:11:41.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Weeks Down</title><content type='html'>Well guys, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; just keeps &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;interest&lt;/span&gt; in Medicine Man. On Wednesday afternoon we recaped on all lessons learned. I took the opportunity to work on his feet a little, more to clean out and clean up than anything else. If I molded the perfect foot, it would look like "Doc's." Strong outer wall, healthy frog, no soft spots, odors, or shallow heal. I plan to continue to operate "Doc" as the Shoeless Joe Jackson." This little man has it together. Being of sound mind and weak pockets, I do all my own hoof care unless I get into something I just don't understand. I have a super farrier friend, George, who has always provided me with great advice and suggestions when needed.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning we were scheduled for a visit from Kim G. from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NBC&lt;/span&gt; 17. Earlier, I took "Doc" for the first time out of the pasture and away from the barn. The pass from the pasture gate to the outside world again was a challenge for his comfort zone. To pass &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the 4' gate into the drive took 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; of forward and backward movement, smelling, looking and listening. We made it and the trip and I took him around the motorcycle trail for an adventure. From vehicles, trailers, 2 creeks, a pond, a pond dam, a sawmill, the house, the shop, plastic barrels, and other noises beyond his sight made "Doc" a nervous wreck. This trip took about an hour- total distance traveled, 4/10 mile. Then I took him back into the pasture for aquick spray off, some bug spray and then we waited. The TV crew arrived at 10:00 AM and "Doc" had regained his bravery. We ran him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; his paces and wanted to share a new experience for the media. How about a blue tarp...I had planned on this taking 5-10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;minutess&lt;/span&gt; but "Doc" had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; idea. His first step onto it caused him to walk on air! So, we advanced and retreated with a little help from the lunge whip (only very light taps behind the back to encourage forward movement). At one time he was challenged with the option of running over me or step on the mat, well this young man made himself thin as a rope and missed us both. I think the NBC news crew had a yee-haw at that . 1 foot on, then 2, then 3 and 4. Now let's rest. Back off, on, off, on and now no problem. We'll do this several more times over the next couple of days to assure him that tarps don't bite! We finished up under saddle, walking, trotting and loping in both directions. He's beginning to understand the left and right squeeze for direction, he continues to improve in lateral flexion, bending at the pole, with all this is still in a rope halter and lead rope. W'ell save the surprise for the telecast to be aired next Friday, July 6 on NBC 17 at 7 p.m. in their "Your Pet" segment.  The video will also be available on their website. We completed the day with another bath and fly spray and turned the old man out to pasture.&lt;br /&gt;Friday was met with another visitor, Helena M., another mustang enthusiast here in Chatham County. She was here for "Doc's" first day and wanted to check on his progress. Our training for the day was again just a recap on lessons learned finishing with a ride by Helena. I think she was impressed with his progress. As with all other days, he had another bath and then I turned him out to pasture.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, out of the pasture for a Medicine Man pictures, a visit from Carolina, the reporter from the N&amp;amp;O and her mom and rest. Not a bad 3rd week! Remember, week 4...A trail ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-5143921335208762006?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5143921335208762006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=5143921335208762006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/5143921335208762006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/5143921335208762006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/06/3-weeks-down.html' title='3 Weeks Down'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-4695186054210147713</id><published>2007-06-27T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T07:41:11.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Amazing 3rd Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; Let’s try to catch up from last Friday. On Saturday, day 14, Medicine Man continued to amaze the masses. After his performance for the reporter, quite impressive I might say, we wanted to improve on his leading off the shoulder. I like for my horses to stay parallel on my left or right shoulder, about 1-2 feet away during movement. On start, stop, left and right turn, and backing, I want him to stay glued there. Starting with me on his left side and a little help from a lunge whip and the fence, “Doc” picked up the idea within 5 minutes. I only had to lay the tip of the lunge whip on his hip to get forward movement with a little clucking and a slight tug. He only showed slight concern of the lung whip moving around behind my back but it was enough to encourage forward movement. I wanted to accomplish good lead control before he was introduced to the “world beyond." After 15 minutes on each side, it was time. So, I opened the gate and “ let him go." Well, ok, a bit more controlled; it did take a few minutes of coaxing for him to realize there were no beasts beyond the confines of the ring, but the sight of green grass was too much! Five steps out and hmmmmmm, what a taste! I figured he has not tasted anything green since his capture, almost a year ago, and boy was this paradise! A walk around the fence line (I have all high tensile electric) so he saw his boundaries, and then turn him loose. I promise, if he moved out of a 50’ square box the entire afternoon I never saw it. No attention to his newly aquainted friends other than just the occasional glance, his mind was all GREEN.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoJI0bePtuI/AAAAAAAAACM/nWtomBtgPjk/s1600-h/have+a+drink.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Throughout the remainder of the day, we would on occasionally just walk up to him, pick up his lead, move him a few steps and release him. The goal is to assure him that anyone can walk up to him without fear. Later that evening I returned him to his pen, a little sweet feed and good night. I did forget to mention he was given a friend to share his pen with, a 2 yo QH mare named Misty that Chapin is training. It took them a while to set the pecking order but “Doc” maintained his position and they continue to get along well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sunday was met with blazing temperatures, 95 and humid. Early morning we continued to work on leading and back out to the pasture. I did saddle him and did some work on turns and forward movement. I need to continue to focus on him giving to pressure along his sides to get a more responsive movement with signals from a rider, but I’m very satisfied with his efforts. Later in the evening, with the weather so hot, we figured a bath was in store. I brought him up to the barn and started with the water running on the ground from the hose. He was very weary of the sound more than the water, but did eventually investigate and drink from the water as it ran on the ground. With that I picked up the hose and created a spray with just my thumb and just sprayed all in front and sides being careful not to let the water hit “Doc”. After a few circles, me advancing and retreating he let me move the spray to his front feet. Still being somewhat thirsty from no water all afternoon, I decided to offer the water, still at a light spray about 2 feet in front of his face. Again, I’m very careful not to hit him with the water. Slowly, he advanced to the spray and begin to drink, when this started I knew this task was going to turn into a bath party. Within 5 minutes, he had the hose in his mouth, water spraying everywhere, including all over me, but was he ever enjoying this adventure! Over the next 15-20 minutes, we had washed his entire body, head to tail, under and over with “Doc” just wanting to play with the stream...Well, before the creek ran dry, we called it a day returned him to his pen with Misty. Another successful day! &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoJE0bePtsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zDUx4KJDapc/s1600-h/I"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday brought another blistering day and a reporter from the News and Observer, a popular paper from the Raleigh area. During the interview Medicine Man stood by Carolina, the reporter, with no lead and a most satisfied expression on his face. I think he is beginning to understand that all this attention is directed towards him. As Harry, the photographer, moved around inside the pen we lunged, led, backed, mounted bareback, and then with saddle...all the while “Doc” was a complete gentleman. We finished up the session with a “Doc” working on his balance with me on his back during movement. Seems he’s not quite use to the additional 185 lbs, but he’s making great strides daily. Today, Tuesday the 26th, he has a break due to a busy week. Wednesday the 27th we'll go to the shoe store for a trim. Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;My plans for the remainder of the week are more introductions to the outside world for the first trail ride planned for week 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080751833833518866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoJ037ePtxI/AAAAAAAAACk/ymZY_SC5Mno/s320/Mustang+Pictures+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This water business might be pretty cool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080752508143384354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoJ1fLePtyI/AAAAAAAAACs/UPP7hJ6Kr0s/s320/Mustang+Pictures+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mmmm, tasty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080752920460244786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoJ13LePtzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VC4xe1IoXKo/s320/Copy+of+Mustang+Pictures+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wilber, So how about a drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-4695186054210147713?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4695186054210147713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=4695186054210147713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/4695186054210147713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/4695186054210147713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/06/amazing-3rd-week-lets-try-to-catch-up.html' title='An Amazing 3rd Week'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoJ037ePtxI/AAAAAAAAACk/ymZY_SC5Mno/s72-c/Mustang+Pictures+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-1961065939506728130</id><published>2007-06-22T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T20:17:52.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As week 2 comes to an end</title><content type='html'>It's been 5 days since the last update so bear with me as I bring you up to speed.  After Father's Day, the weather here has been very hot and humid.  Our best training time has been late evening prior to dark.  Each evening this week we recapped an all lessons learned- 2 eyes, easy catch, leading, more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;sensitizing and giving to pressure along his  shoulder, barrel and hip on both sides.  I'm looking for yielding with just the slightest bit of touch.  He now stands for several items including ropes, blankets, fishing poles, etc.  with just the slightest bit of interest.  Left and right yielding have also been a focus to soften that huge neck.  Backing has become natural as well, with the slightest bit of pressure on the lead or hand signal.  He very seldom freezes during leading and if so just a bit of direction change gets him moving again.   Emily spent some time one evening on his face and this has really made a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;difference&lt;/span&gt; with haltering and brushing.  Lunging is improving; he gives to the side pressure of the line and he's really keeping his head set toward the inside for direction.  His left side is still better than the right on turns, but progress is being made each day.&lt;br /&gt;Today, Friday, 22 Jun, we had a visit from the local newspaper, The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chatham&lt;/span&gt; News, for a possible story; the opportunity for something special moved itself up 1 day.  Saddle time.  I started with the blanket, (old hat) then moved to the surcingle (sorry 'bout the spelling) .  Man, what a waste of time.  He gave it no more attention than the falling sky.  Next, the saddle.  I started with a light child's saddle just putting on a removing it from both sides. I did it maybe 10 times without a cinch, just lots of flopping straps, sturrps, and latigos.  Next came the real McCoy!  He gave it little attention, even during the cinching up "til...I asked for him to lunge.  I expected a bit of action so I kept a good hand on the rope and gave him his room.  "My response was to try and  jump right out from under this saddle; that didn't work so I'll try to out run those flapping sturrps, and they just moved as fast as me...hmmmm, what next?  This binding thing around my waist, it just wouldn't loosen up...What do I do?  I'll just try to stand still.  Well what do 'ya know,  it all went away."   After 3-4 trips around the ring with a little pressure on the lunge line, Doc settled down and never gave it another thought...We changed direction with no problem.  I guess all this prep work really pays off.  I wanted to finish with a little weight in the saddle so I stepped up and down several times, both sides then mounted Medicine Man.  Folks, this is the HORSE.  No problem, I made sure he saw me from both eyes by flexing and he just stood as if he'd been doing if all his life.  Guys, I just wish he was a bigger horse.  I think he's going to be "train track proof."   Tomorrow  and Sunday I plan on ridding around the ring and then out into one of the smaller pastures.  It's time he saw some more of Chatham County.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoHKvrePtmI/AAAAAAAAABM/gRPtrBkK0DA/s1600-h/Mustang+Pictures+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoHKvrePtmI/AAAAAAAAABM/gRPtrBkK0DA/s320/Mustang+Pictures+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080564775122876002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Medicine Man donning the surcingle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoHMrrePtnI/AAAAAAAAABU/kcQDAKdQDbQ/s1600-h/Mustang+Pictures+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoHMrrePtnI/AAAAAAAAABU/kcQDAKdQDbQ/s320/Mustang+Pictures+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080566905426654834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cinching up for the first time...with little response...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoHOp7ePtoI/AAAAAAAAABc/4OvzHXSuXZ0/s1600-h/Mustang+Pictures+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoHOp7ePtoI/AAAAAAAAABc/4OvzHXSuXZ0/s320/Mustang+Pictures+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080569074385139330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, a reaction!  Even if short-lived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoHR-rePtpI/AAAAAAAAABk/in5qBGeng6Q/s1600-h/Mustang+Pictures+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoHR-rePtpI/AAAAAAAAABk/in5qBGeng6Q/s320/Mustang+Pictures+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080572729402308242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prepping for boarding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoHU-7ePtqI/AAAAAAAAABs/FvQp2ipElys/s1600-h/Mustang+Pictures+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoHU-7ePtqI/AAAAAAAAABs/FvQp2ipElys/s320/Mustang+Pictures+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080576032232158882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thatta Boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-1961065939506728130?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1961065939506728130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=1961065939506728130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/1961065939506728130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/1961065939506728130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/06/as-week-2-comes-to-end.html' title='As week 2 comes to an end'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoHKvrePtmI/AAAAAAAAABM/gRPtrBkK0DA/s72-c/Mustang+Pictures+081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-6365233474194074538</id><published>2007-06-17T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T20:37:08.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the fun just keeps on coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With Father's Day on the horizion, and not knowing that the "Medicine Man" was a father or not, I kinda gave him the benefit of the doubt and decided for a light day. We just spent some relaxed time this evening just chilling. I did hang up some objects around his stall and placed a few play toys in the pen for him. Seems as if nothing scares him on his terms. He's pulled every rag, lunge line, lunge whip, rope and anything else he can get his mouth on. I did witness where all his water has been going. Seems he likes to play with and then pick up his water container and slosh it around 'til its empty. Maybe he just don't like the dogs drinking with him. I guess that's about it for now. Tomorrow? Lets just wait and see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Saturday was filled with a lot of opportunities to spend 5-10 minutes at a time with "Doc". I started off early morning 'r0und 7 working on the face. I found his sweet spot! Inside each ear, that's right, inside the edge and along the flap on each ear. He'll 'bout push you over bringing his head into you so you'll rub harder. Next session, around 10, I worked his right side and both feet. I was on and off his back laying, lunging, and leading him. I began another session at 1 with a fellow horse person, Molly B. She came by to see "Doc;" I had made the promise that Saturday would be the day to ride. With the horse flies in good full combat gear, we needed to give "Doc" a little relief. I first started with the spray bottle full of water and begain to mist the air. He really was into the mist and made several attemps to move just beyond the coverage. Within 5 minutes, I had covered both sided to include his rump and back legs. The next 5 minutes were with the real thing and, poof! no flies. I gave him a few minutes to dry off and on to our next adventure. Well, I had to make good on my word so "Doc's" first ride happened about 1:15 on day 7. You would have thought someone had drugged him; his response was so indiffrent I had to continually look at the brand to be sure I was on the same horse! Man, did we get lucky with this Mustang. Last session for the day was around 7 pm with more recap, flexing on both sides, and leading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077225597251384818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" height="226" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RnXtx8iwdfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8YzH0i261K8/s200/First+rider.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And he looks so relaxed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077228870016464386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RnXwwciwdgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/mYqtVthDnjg/s200/5000+miles+and+still+tread+.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5,000 miles and still treading...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-6365233474194074538?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6365233474194074538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=6365233474194074538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/6365233474194074538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/6365233474194074538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-fun-just-keeps-on-coming.html' title='And the fun just keeps on coming!'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RnXtx8iwdfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8YzH0i261K8/s72-c/First+rider.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-1806298413232375173</id><published>2007-06-15T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T20:13:50.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More success/less time</title><content type='html'>Day 6&lt;br /&gt;Wow, today was really great here in NC. This morning it was 65 and cloudy. A perfect day for horse training. I had just planned on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recapping&lt;/span&gt; all lessons learned prior, but "Medicine Man" was really into the learning phase....I started with more focus on his right side and was able to advance and retreat across the pen with little and then no resistance. Things were going so well I just felt like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;. Within 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; I had my entire weight on his back, neck, and hips. Off and on 15 times each side as long as I wished...No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;flies&lt;/span&gt; to bother him really makes the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;difference&lt;/span&gt;. My next goal was to complete the leading process so I passed this on to my son who really wants to have a hand in this project. By starting in small circles, getting both front and rear crossovers, really good training for future moves. Within 15-20 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;minutes,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chapin&lt;/span&gt; had him moving 7 or 8 steps forward, 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; completely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; a 55' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;round pen&lt;/span&gt;. We finished up with 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lunge&lt;/span&gt; line work, walk, trot, and canter both directions. This has really come natural to Doc. Great success leads to an early rest for Doc, so halter off, early feed and hay and we let him relax for the remainder of the day. As we moved around his pen the rest of the day he became quite interested in wanting some contact...always looking at us. That's my reason for keeping him away from other horses. His only live contacts are humans and 3 dogs. (Sarge, my German Shepard has really taken a shine to Doc and always wants to share in his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;feedtime&lt;/span&gt;, he also likes sweet feed).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-1806298413232375173?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1806298413232375173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=1806298413232375173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/1806298413232375173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/1806298413232375173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/06/more-successless-time.html' title='More success/less time'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-5807832444587238633</id><published>2007-06-14T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T12:18:05.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day Progress...</title><content type='html'>Day 5&lt;br /&gt;This evening was blessed with a 45 min downpour that really made my training pen damp. Kinda limited me to much lunging...The first approach to "Doc" was met with a bit of rejection. After a couple of min's he let me touch his left side. I put his halter back on and moved directly to the right side for more desensitizing. We worked with his front feet more and could control the time we held them with little resistance. More constant rubbing has really brought him around. I began to lay across his back with 10-20 lbs of my body weight with no problems. As things moved along I worked with a white cloth on a stick with little problems so the 'ole Walmart plastic bag was next! New story...Boy, was he shy of the noise (it really sounds like a rattlesnake when shaken quickly). This took the remainder of the time for the day so we called it a day afterwards. Total time, 2 hours. ( A local newspaper was here today for a story on Medicine Man).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-5807832444587238633?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5807832444587238633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=5807832444587238633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/5807832444587238633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/5807832444587238633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-5-this-evening-was-blessed-with-45.html' title='Rainy Day Progress...'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237032322677343833.post-1331037846185348145</id><published>2007-06-12T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T03:56:39.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet "Medicine Man"</title><content type='html'>OK guys, the time has come. I'm going to try to update you on the status of "Medicine Man," our Mustang Makeover project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Medicine Man"is named after his capture area in Maverick-Medicine, NV in July, 2006. Upon capture he was held in a containment area (large holding pens with little people contact) except for his trip to the Doctor for shots, guilding and a Coggins test. His feet were trimmed one time about 4 months ago in a squeeze chute. He was selected along with 99 other mustangs from the Bureau of Land Management National Wild Horse Burro Center at Palomino Valley, NV for the 'Extreme Mustang Makeover'. The EMM is a competition created by the Mustang Heritage Foundation and supported by the Bureau of Land Management to increase the interest in the wild mustang and its many uses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the first of June he was shipped to Oklahoma City, OK where he was held for pick-up by a fellow trainer and transported to SC. We picked him up on Saturday after a 5 hr trip to Moncks Corner, SC. "Doc" as we'll call him for short, is a dark Bay with a star and snip on his face, two white spots on each rear hock wonderful black feet, huge hips and a working horse neck. He has good withers, a wide face and a small mustache just above his lip...The loading went well with him already separated from the other two mustangs earlier that day. Once being offered the open trailer he only challenged the entrance a couple of times before entering. (I hauled him in a 14' stock trailer back to Pittsboro.) During the trip back we stopped a couple of times to check on his status, finding him a bit on edge from the commotion along I-95. We arrived back home around 5:00 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was faced with a bit of a challenge after we got home because I wanted to remove his halter and lead rope. It is a requirement at any BLM agency to place a halter on all horses before being released to the new owner. (This is done in a confined chute where the horse has no moving room). After all the horror stories I've read, I just hate to leave a halter on a horse overnight. Deciding to take on this task while he was still in the trailer, I used a long wire to hook the lead rope, coax him towards the side and with little resistance from him I was able to settle him down and within a few minutes remove the halter. Was I surprised! This horse really has a mild disposition. We then released him in the training pen with an attached alley-way to a 12x24 covered shelter. Was he ever glad to get off the trailer. Head held high, stepping out with an attitude to take on the world! Seems as if water was his first priority with a roll in the arena afterwards. To me this is really a sign of a relaxed horse. With 6 people standing around the outside of the pen he still rolled...This was definitely a sign that he wasn't completely freaked out by our presence. We fed him some hay laced with sweet feed ( doesn't know that it is food...they don't have that in wild!) and left him alone for the remainder of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RnAUGsiwdbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BVE0Y_35XN4/s1600-h/April-May-Early+June+2007+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075578885315261874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 318px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RnAUGsiwdbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BVE0Y_35XN4/s320/April-May-Early+June+2007+013.jpg" width="866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trailer stuff is really getting old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second day came with mostly just watching him adjust to his surroundings with the other horses within earshot. I know some folks like to give a new horse a buddy, but I kinda like to keep all his attention on humans for a time. He had a great deal of curiosity about my 3 dogs; they would share water without bother from either. After seeing how well he had adjusted, I decided to work with him later in the day. It was really hot during the day (92) so I waited until late evening. The first thing we did was round pen for approx 5-8 minutes. He has a wonderful gait, and gave me immediate attention in the middle. He showed his 2 sidedness quickly by only offering me his left side on turn arounds. Any turns to the left resulted in a quick outside turn. His attention to this lesson was wonderful. I was able to advance towards him during each rest period and able to close the distance to about 10 feet. As the evening approached I wanted to get my hands on him, so a lariat was the next step for a little control. His lack of shock when the rope went around his neck was a welcomed response. He responded with very little tension to square up to me as we progressed. In most cases, the rope was used to despook him by flipping it on his back, front and rear legs, hips etc to calm him down. All was going well and we were well on our way to voluntary contact and then it happened...It got dark! A lesson I learned with my first mustang is that they are a diffrent animal after the sun goes down. The predator vrs prey instinct comes out and everything is going to "eat them up." I really had to back down and give him his space. By 9:30 we have touched him several times by advancing and retreating with him standing unrestrained. I want to point at no time was he ever restrained. I only used the rope to keep him facing me. By 10:00 we had removed the numbered tag that identified him through BLM, removed the rope, and put on and off a halter several times, then put him to bed...I continued to notice that he was very one sided; he really protectes his right side. Probably came from the very limited human contact that was always on the left side. (Horses are really 2 sided, they have to be trained on each side to accept things) At no time would he offer his right side up to me. A challenge for another day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RnAcUMiwddI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2QZvSdlLjhg/s1600-h/April-May-Early+June+2007+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075587913336518098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RnAcUMiwddI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2QZvSdlLjhg/s320/April-May-Early+June+2007+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Medicine Man taking it in on Day 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;My son, Chapin, a 17 year old horse enthusiastic and part time trainer was going to catch "Medicine Man" with no aids. A halter and lead rope were his only tools. Repetition is the best training method I've found and after 10:00 pm on the night before we did not quite get all the bugs worked out. Chapin was able to put on the halter within 1 1/2 hours. That is surely a patient young man...We repeated this step 10-15 times to calm the storm and things went well. A thunder storm saved "Doc" from any further training for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;My goal for today was to really work the right side equal to the left. This took quite a bit of advancing/retreating, rubbing, touching, and a lot of him backing. Emily, my 21 yo daughter, helped out quite a bit in this; we almost rubbed blisters on his right side with our hands, but in the end his right was just as soft as the left. Also, we have picked up both front feet on demand with little resistance from him. He will now stand as you approach, face you and only quivers when you first touch him after being left alone for a while. May not seem like much to us but to be four years old and have all this happen in the past week is really a cultural shock...Tomorrow: pick up his back feet, a full body massage, and leading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoJB67ePtrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XK5KXImi42Q/s1600-h/5000+miles+and+still+tread+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080695810280109746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RoJB67ePtrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XK5KXImi42Q/s320/5000+miles+and+still+tread+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RnAUGsiwdbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BVE0Y_35XN4/s1600-h/April-May-Early+June+2007+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5000 Miles and still tread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RnAcUMiwddI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2QZvSdlLjhg/s1600-h/April-May-Early+June+2007+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237032322677343833-1331037846185348145?l=thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1331037846185348145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237032322677343833&amp;postID=1331037846185348145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/1331037846185348145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237032322677343833/posts/default/1331037846185348145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebartmustangproject.blogspot.com/2007/06/meet-medicine-man.html' title='Meet &quot;Medicine Man&quot;'/><author><name>Jimmy Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06700963474300761415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLOcMkfMRYI/RnAUGsiwdbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BVE0Y_35XN4/s72-c/April-May-Early+June+2007+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
