If you keep making that face, it’s going to stick that way
I know this is two Moose posts in a week — sorry about that! Sunday was special because it was Halloween, and today’s Tuesday Mooseday. We’ll return to our regular one-Moose-post-per-week schedule next week.
Back when I had Moose for the first time, I used to call him my ADD horse, because it seemed like he had a short attention span and was always getting into mischief. I learned this pretty much from day one… well, actually it was more like day five. The day after I bought him, he colicked and ended up in a rather expensive vet hospital to convalesce (I was out of town at a family reunion when this happened, so his breeder had to deal with him.)
The hospital felt that Moose was feeling well enough to go home on his third day there, when he started tearing padded panels off of the wall of the observation stall. I ended up paying for two of them along with the rest of his final bill. Whoops.
Despite that initial expense, I tended to find his curiosity amusing and endearing, and it was one of the aspects of his personality I’d hoped he’d retained from when I sold him five years ago to when I got him back last month. I shouldn’t have worried — he hasn’t changed a bit, for better or for worse.
One of his more quirky things he’d do when he was bored would be to stick his tongue out, twist his head around, and generally make stupid faces. Usually he’d do this when he was tied up, sometimes he’d do it when hanging his head over his stall door, and occasionally he’d do it as I was riding him, as he decided he was bored of going in a straight line on the trail or in a circle in the arena. Now *that* was really attractive, let me tell you… and it was also always difficult to explain to people that no, nothing’s wrong with him that a BRAIN TRANSPLANT wouldn’t fix.
Seriously though, he’s like a border collie — he’s a horse in need of a job, and when he doesn’t have one, he expresses his displeasure like an eight-year-old boy stuck in line with his mom at the post office. I love that about him. :-)
At my barn’s Halloween playday this past Saturday, I had to leave Moose standing tied for about a half hour while I went to take pictures of some of the games (I’ll be posting those sometime later this week.) When I went to check on him, I found him making faces, and I was so happy and amused to see that he still did that that of course I took pictures. He’s such a goof… but boy do I love that goofy horse. :-)