Monthly Archives: July 2013

The Yellow Peril

This is ragwort

This is ragwort

It’s that time of year again. You might think you have pulled, sprayed or cut all of it, but the darned stuff still manages to flower and seed here there and everywhere. My dedicated team have noticed a substantial increase in the length of their arms during the last five years; they have really tackled this horrible weed and I think (whisper it) they are winning.

There had been an awful lot of misinformation peddled about ragwort on Twitter. ‘Don’t panic horse owners’, ‘Horses are selective feeders’ blah blah blah. Well here is my official line: if you have ragwort, go ahead and panic. Let your panic take the form of industrious measures to control the ragwort in your fields and hedges – you know it makes sense.

When you have known quite a few horses and ponies which have been rescued in a state of emaciation, as I have, you know that this selective eating thing CAN go out of the window. it doesn’t always, but it can. A lot of horses will just eat whatever is there from an instinct to fill their bellies – and of course when ragwort is dried in hay or silage, it can be unnoticeable to a hungry horse, but it’s just as deadly. Death from ragwort poisoning isn’t instant, but it’s nasty, very nasty. I’ve seen it and I know.

Spare a thought as well, for those of us who are constantly ON A DIET for our wellbeing. We tend to be kept on bare paddocks and can eat little bits of ragwort by mistake when we graze as close as we can to the ragwort plant. Over time, we could eat enough to do us harm, so get out there and sort it please.

I can’t find any in my paddock today – thank you Sally and Sarah!


Just browsing

We are lucky here. We have lots of different fields and paddocks, which we share with sheep, cattle and other horses, depending on the time of year. Sometimes, we help out with the strimming as well, as the edges of the lane start to meet in the middle! My friends Hooligan and Tawny have been helping with the edges all week.


There are so many different plants and herbs and trees, we have a lovely choice of treats on days like today. Tawny has a bit of a problem with some bones and joints in her feet. She really likes eating the goose grass because she knows it will help her mobility. She also favours ash leaves and this is where she needs Hooligan’s help. He is the biggest, so she stands right by him when he reaches for a high branch, then snatches it for herself. Hooli is so good tempered – he doesn’t mind.

Now here’s a question

The other gossip from the Royal Welsh show was about how FAT the horses are. Now, every six weeks or so, my friends and I have to get our weight checked. She puts a tape around our middles to check this (painless). Whenever our vet comes, she does the same (we sometimes get a lecture). Checking our weight is all about making sure our feet don’t hurt, because, being horses, we just eat constantly and we are quite capable of making ourselves ill without realising it.

So, going back to the show, why isn’t someone taking care of the horses in the ring? The ground is so hard this year, and they are so fat, they must be storing up problems for the near and distant future! Poor shiny show horses – I wish someone cared for you like my people care for me!

It’s Royal Welsh Week!

My team came back from the show with lots of news. They couldn’t wait to tell me how cute the donkeys were on the Donkey Sanctuary stand. They are beautifully cared for and such good little ambassadors for donkey welfare.


Strange thing is, there was no RSPCA stand at the show. I hear there has been a presence there for the last 24 years, but none this time. Their usual stand was borrowed by the show committee for a display, but the RSPCA elected not to accept the alternative site offered. What a disappointment for many supporters! The stand has provided so much information to so many people over the years. The most frequently asked questions were ‘How can I stop my new puppy from chewing the table legs?’ and ‘Where are the nearest toilets?’ – straight up there, first left and first left by the way.

A Day in the Shade


I am eight and a half years old. I have never been so hot as I am this summer! Luckily, we coloured guys don’t seem to suffer from the horse flies quite as much as our friends, but the heat can burn our pink noses, so we have to take care.

Plenty of water and shade are what we need. We all drink several times as much as usual when it’s like this – and the water has to be really cold to do the job! I hope that everyone out there is making sure that their ponies and horses have a constant supply.

My friends Bill and Ben like to play in the stream when they can and today, but today Bill and I are having a day in a lovely cool shed. We will go out again at about 6pm tonight when the heat goes out of the sun.

Boys in the stream

Happy Monday!

One of the things you need to know about me is that I have a weight problem. At my place, there is LOADS of grass and it is too rich for me – makes my feet hurt if I have too much – but I am not too clever about knowing when to stop eating! So I am often, well permanently, on a diet. Luckily, some of my friends are too, so there isn’t a problem with company.

Because of my gammy leg – remind me to show you the scar sometime – I can’t actually do riding and driving like the others, so I go ride and lead with the big guys, a few times a week. It is the greatest fun! My big friends are really obedient, but I do this very busy perpetual motion thing. So if they stop, I zoom around the front of them. If I get bored, I go in another direction for a while. Anyway, it’s cool and it helps me to keep my figure.

I am King of the Road!IMAG0187