First day at the trainers, Boomer tried to hang himself on the hitching post. Not sure exactly what happened, but Trainer had to cut the rope to free him. I asked if he was scared or being bad. She said that she would understand if he was scared, but he was just mad that she was pushing and he pushed back, and she didn't relent, so he threw a tantrum. He was even trying to kick her as she was cutting the rope. Classy.
John and I have both seen this in him. When you ask him to do something and he says no. You better drop it or else he is gunna get mad. When he gets mad, his general response is to blow backwards as hard as possible. Luckily, Trainer isn't a wuss and she kept pushing.
After this, she tossed him in the round pen with a tarp. He proceeded to run through the panels and escape. He scraped up his front leg. His reward was to be tied to a tree, away from the barn, in a pasture of llamas. Apparently, he stood quietly for the remainder of the afternoon.
Next day, he got tied up to have his leg hosed. He stood dead still for that (!!!) and also stood dead still for the next 6 hours while a variety of tractors and 4-wheelers buzzed by all afternoon.
We think he knows.
I am glad that he had such big blow-ups right away. At first, I was disappointed, but John pointed out that it is a really great sign that Trainer is pushing all of the right buttons. She knows first hand what she is working with and can quickly set goals.
3 days down... 57(?) to go...
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