We all hate them, I know. I think there is nothing more satisfying for both horse and human than killing one of those sonuvas. They have returned to terrorize the horses yet again.
I’ve found that the slow approach and then grabbing them works the best (with gloves!). If I can get a tactile grip on them and restrain them, I’ll pluck their legs off one by one before crushing them. I like to think they are reincarnated murderers, and rapists or something. If I can’t grab them in a manner to torture them, I simply make a fist as hard as I can until I hear them crunch. Then I throw the carcass to the ground with a mighty force!
Slapping them is merely an invitation to duel. It delays them momentarily, only for them to come back and attack again.
Today, I think I reached Zen Master B52 Ninja Assassin status. I had taken my dressage horse out for a fun day of cross country jumping, and were on our way back to the barn. He knows I will get the B52 if he lets me know they are swarming and will be patient even while it’s biting so I can hone my attack, but today was an exception. He let out two HUGE bucks, then promptly went back to behaving (I’ve owned him 11 years, and this was his first time bucking under saddle EVER, so the B52 must have been a major general or colonel or something). I knew it was on our tail. I went back into dressage mode, and took the opportunity to practice medium trot in a different saddle.
Before I knew it, along side of us, keeping up was the B52! I took both reins into my left hand, and snatched the B52 out of the air, like a mighty panther catching a butterfly, crushed it, and threw it to hell! muah ah ah! (all while maintaining our lovely medium trot )
So, I want to hear them; tell me your B52 killing stories! Oh and if you know a repellent that actually keeps them away, please share