Monday, October 21, 1996
Buster and the wolves
Reported by Doug Smith
Let me tell you about the first time I rode my horse
Buster out to the pen holding the captive wolves. Buster
is a young horse; he is only six years old. He had
never seen or smelled a wolf before, but long before
we got to the pen that first time, his ears pricked
up and he stopped walking so quickly. Something was
strange to him. I had to encourage him with a little
pressure from my legs, and I even said something to
him.
When he finally got within view of the pen he stopped
with his ears forward. He did not want to go any further
and almost jumped back into Bruno, the pack horse.
When a horse is scared like that I like to be calm
and gentle, and encourage the horse. Some people take
a rough approach and make the horse go forward against
its will.
So I sat there with Buster, petting him on the neck,
and talking to him. With my legs I squeezed gently,
asking him to move toward the pen and the wolves. Gradually
he moved forward, but his eyes, ears, and nose were
working the whole time. I kept petting him on the neck
and talking to him. Finally he walked right up to the
pen with the wolves swirling inside. He was very nervous
but he stood there. I quickly unloaded the meat and
dragged it into the pens so the wolves could eat. Buster
just stood there and watched them.