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Comment by my2mares on October 21, 2008 at 8:17am

Comment by pandora on October 21, 2008 at 4:04am

Other Bruce things; when he was kept at livery he had ESCAPOLOGIST written on his door in big letters where other horses had their names. I bought a new jacket with a furry collar, and wore it in the paddock while I was fixing a bit of the fence. After a few minutes I heard this enormous huffing puffing snort immediately behind me. Bruce had crept up on me and was clearly terrified by the 'creature' on my collar, but had bravely overcome this fear to creep up on it and warn me about it. A bit like 'hey, psst! I don't want to freak you out but YOU HAVE A CREATURE ON YOUR BACK!' all in a theatrical whisper.

Comment by pandora on October 20, 2008 at 4:53pm

Hi Lesley, I actually have a couple of your drawings hanging in my downstairs loo! I'd love for one of my horses to inspire a new drawing by you.

My big lad Bruce (now there's a coincidence!) is a law unto himself. He is a shetland trapped in a 17.3hh body. I have so many stories I could tell you about him. He is a very docile boy, but once every blue moon when being led somewhere he will just run off. He has done it when I was trying to load him to take him to a show, having spent hours scrubbing him. He ran down to the mares' field to show them how smart he was, only by the time he got there he was splattered with mud. Immaculately plaited, trimmed and turned out, but covered in mud from head to toe! Another time my friend Jude (another coincidence!) had taken him hunting, as I was pregnant and he was a bit depressed and she took him to cheer him up. They had a lovely day and as I pulled up beside them at the end of the day with the trailer to take him home, Jude lit up a cigarette, started to remove his bridle - and he took off! She was determined not to let go and was doing big 'moon-walking' steps beside him, part running part flying. All I can remember as I watched her disappear over the horizon was that the cigarette never left her lips.

When I had had my baby I was able to hunt him myself again. I had recently had a letter published in a well known British horse (and hound!) magazine singing his praises as an armchair hunter with lovely manners. Someone was asking me if the horse I was on was the one I wrote to the magazine about, and just as I was about to say yes, he bucked me off. I have never been bucked off out hunting in my life! I suppose he thought I might have been taking him for granted. He looked rather sheepish immediately though.

Here's Bruce for you;

I also am the sometimes proud, sometimes embarrassed guardian of Perfect Poppet. She is my baby daughter's pony. She kicked me on the knee the first day we had her, and bit me on the other knee on day 2. She is fab with my daughter but doesn't like being told what to do by 'big people.' We have a basket saddle for my daughter Eleanor, and my mum and I were taking her out for a ride on Poppet. We were distracted by a woman who had stopped to admire my mum's dog, and after a few minutes the woman suddenly gasped and said 'the baby!' We looked round and the basket saddle was at 90 degrees hanging off the side of Poppet. Poppet had given no indication there was anything at all unusual about this, and neither had Eleanor. She was held in by her harness. I had to remove her from the saddle to put it straight, and only when I took her off the pony's back did she break out into inconsolable fits of tears and rage. As soon as the saddle was straight I put her back on and the tears dried up instantaneously.

Here's Poppet!

Comment by Alessa on October 19, 2008 at 4:58pm

Lesley-I would say the pole wasn't probably in properly in the first place! The farmer pretty sharpishly came out and put fencing round it (after the incident) and the electric people secured it properly with lots of concrete!

Comment by lesley bruce on October 18, 2008 at 8:34am

Ingrid,

Your Lasso is definatly a one off, he didn't even turn his head to say? "hey what's that, oh, it's just Ingrid amusing herself with a sack of shiny tin cans"

You have to laugh. Well at least you know haw to get his attention ... just say puftt ...

Thanks
Cheers
(¯`*•.¸(¯`*•.¸Lesley¸.•*´¯)¸.•*´¯)

Comment by lesley bruce on October 18, 2008 at 8:27am

Hi Jane,

I love Welsh cobs and your Zi is a fine example, are you from Wales?

Sheltlands .... Yeh, you know I had an experience with a shetland when riding my 16.2 stallion it was very, very hairy this fit, strong and fleetest horse was terified I was really glad when we finally got out of range of the shetlands field. Never thought that it was toting a machine gun but that expains it.

Now Great Danes well, more understandable really we can all see their teeth even if all they are doing is smiling.

Thanks,
A hilarious image your Zi rooted to the spot in terror of this tiny little pony. .. he he!
Cheers
(¯`*•.¸(¯`*•.¸Lesley¸.•*´¯)¸.•*´¯)

Comment by lesley bruce on October 18, 2008 at 8:15am

Hi Nyki,

OMG Your Vinny must have given you a hellish shock, sounds like he likes his routine, if he thinks he is out for a nice quiet mouch about that is exactly what he intends to do. seems you broke his rules.

You won't forget that episode, never not ever. but it is funny, after the event of course.

Glad you came out safe and sound and thanks for telling us about it.
Cheers
(¯`*•.¸(¯`*•.¸Lesley¸.•*´¯)¸.•*´¯)

Comment by lesley bruce on October 18, 2008 at 8:07am

Thank God the electric wires didn't come down Alessa,

I'm still amazed he managed to loosen a telegraph pole don't you need a hurricane for that.

Yeh, the driving thing, I've done a bit and it all seems so remote after being used to having a leg on each side, and with one as strong as Roman ... oooo errrr ... lovely though to have him as a rock for your Diva, rescues aren't always easy.

Thanks
Cheers
(¯`*•.¸(¯`*•.¸Lesley¸.•*´¯)¸.•*´¯)

Comment by Ingrid on October 17, 2008 at 10:56pm

~Another " HUH ?" episode in the life Of Lasso~
So I get this empty feed sack and fill it half full with empty aluminum Cans, tie the top with a light rope about 12 ft long...When you shake the sack of cans it makes an awfull lot of loud rattly noise.. I take the sack and slap Lasso on the rump, on the belly , on his back and on his chest and then shake it in his face.... (Mean while all the other horses in the adjoining pen are totaly freeking out , running around snorting scared to death).... Lasso just just stands there , does not even flinch. He just looks at me with this look on his face as if he was saying " Lady, what's the purspose of this ?"......He just stood there totaly at ease and calm....So I go put the sack of cans in the shed and grab the Plastic spray bottle of fly spray.......He total freaks........Sets back on the end of this lead rope, Nostrils as big as apples and his eye so wide I could see white around the edges....I thought he was going to pull his neck off his shoulders.....and why? Becuase he was scared of a little( harldy audible sound of pfffft). coming from this little bottle.. But yeat was not phased by the clatter of the cans that coulld be heard a block away...... "GO FIGURE???"

Comment by Jane Kelly on October 17, 2008 at 7:51am

Hi I have owned Zi for just a year now and I love his silly little ways, he is quite spooky but never runs just jumps out of his skin unless.... he smells or sees a shetland pony!!! ( or greatdane as in his mond they are one and thesame) then he is glued to the spot totally terrified, i have come to the conclusion that Shetlands carry machine guns that only welsh cobs called Zi can see!!!! He is the one hiding behind his mate, Jane

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