Just had to share this heartwarming experience. I made it to the second Market Day with Dixie and my carriage (no ugly comments needed- and you know who you are). The post is kind of long. Sorry
Anyway, it was pretty hot yesterday, so I only planned on giving rides from 8 to 10. And really, there were not many people out at the market. School started last week, and with the heat and all, there just were not many shoppers.
I did only three rides, and was just starting out on my last go-around the square when a man and woman walked up and sat on the steps by my carriage stand space. When I rounded the last corner, I saw they were still sitting there. I had already decided that it was too hot to continue with rides, and was thinking how to politely explain this since I figured the couple had waited for us to return because they wanted a ride.
Now, you need to know that Dixie has freeze brand in the shape of Louisiana with the numbers 210 on her left hip, so I knew she was at one time property of one of the state prisons-- and the horse manager at the camp who wanted to send her to me instead of an auction had told me as much. But he really didn’t know much more about her other than she had been a “prison horse” and then had been a carriage horse until she and her carriage were donated to the church camp seven years ago.
She is registered, and the camp did have her papers, so he knew she ws 20 this spring. But he really didn’t know how she had been used at the prison, etc.
Well, it turned out that I didn’t have to make any excuses about not giving any more rides-- the man- named James – was an old friend of Dixie’s. He had thought he recognized her and knew for sure when he saw her brand – and he just wanted to stop by and see her.
It turned out that James had worked with the Percherons at Dixon Correctional Institute-- he didn’t say whether he was an inmate worker or a “free man” – and I didn’t ask. He had actually been one of the people who had trained her as a driving horse, and who had driven her. He told me she had been a wheel horse on the DCI four-horse hitch that traveled to shows, parades and the Angola Rodeo.
He said she had also worked as a wheel horse a few times on the six-horse hitch – also a show and parade hitch. And that she had been driven as a pair with her teammate Candy. He said she would have made a good lead horse and was being started out in that position when the decision was made to sell her because her conformation was not as desirable as some other mares the prison had acquired.
James had not seen her since she was sold as a seven year old to the people with the carriage business. I could see that he was really, really glad to see her after all these years-- and I could tell that Dixie knew him, too! She perked up the minute she heard his voice. He told me he was so glad to see that she was still alive, and living not far from where he and his wife had just moved back to after several years away.
He said she used to have a some attitude as a young horse, but seemed to have really mellowed out as an “old lady.” He also said that she had “grown into her head” because as a younger horse, her head was large for her body. He also told me that she was sired by a stallion the prison had bought from a family well-known for its hitch Percherons in Indiana.
He spent time petting her and traveling down memory lane-- of course all of his information was like gold to me. He did tell me that she was terrified of “shots” and he showed me how to press on the sides of her poll with two fingers to get her to lower her head-- he said all the DCI horse were trained this way. I told him this was a great bit of info because I usually stood on a chair to put her bridle on.
He and his wife visited for about a half hour, and he gave me lots of tips on feeding and harnessing. It turns out that my vet’s recommendation that I use corn oil to help fatten her is not such a good idea in the summer since she is a cold blooded horse- James suggested that I wait until cooler weather to add the corn oil, and that for now I should add soaked beet pulp to her diet to help fatten her. He also told me it would be hard and expensive to get her back in really good flesh-- especially to fill out the hollow along her spine since she is 20, but it could be done. He said most draft farms wouldn’t bother. But I told him that I don’t own but three Percherons, so I will feed what it takes to get them looking really good.
Dixie followed the sound of his voice he whole time he was visiting and walking around inspecting her and my harness.
I gave him my card and told him and his wife they were welcome to come by and see her anytime-- he said he really would like to be able to drive her a time or two, but not yesterday because he agreed that it was time for her to head for home in that heat.
He also said he could find me a farrier who didn’t mind working on draft horses-- yea!! That has been one of my on-going problems- most of the farriers I found wanted to only work on the saddle horses-- they really didn’t want to do drafts- not even at a higher price.
He asked if I came to the market every month, and I told him I did unless it was raining (or snowing like it last December.) Watching the reunion between Dixie and her former trainer/ driver was really a special experience. I do hope he and his wife come for a visit-- I could let them use my forecart and take a drive with Dixie- I’m sure she would be in good hands.