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About The Wild Mustang Chronicles
- Debbie
- As an intuitive animal communicator and healer, and an avid horse lover, having four horses of my own, I know horses well. But I knew nothing about the wild mustangs until I had a dream asking me to write about them. I immediately bought and read every book on mustangs I could find. Two years ago I began to visit the herds in Colorado, Arizona and Nevada. My study, travel and work as a photo-journalist are the expression of my resolve to shed light on the gifts the wild mustangs offer, and the challenges they face. As their guardians, we have the responsibility to care for them with consciousness.
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Friday, February 7, 2014
THE SOCIAL ORDER OF THE WILD MUSTANGS: THE LEAD STALLION
THE LEAD STALLION
The medicine of Horse is Power and Freedom, and a Wild Mustang Lead Stallion is the epitome of these qualities.
His job is to protect and hold together his family band, which consists of several mares, their foals and sometimes another stallion or two, which are called “Lieutenant Stallions”. This stallion is standing between the photographer and his family band in a stance of the protector.
Stallions spend a good amount of their time working to gather mares with which they breed. |
The first mare they choose usually becomes the “Lead Mare”,
who partners with the stallion to lead the family band.
This stallion is displaying the Flehmen’s Grimace, where he
curls his upper lip to expose olfactory glands that he uses to detect the
scent of a mare in estrus.
Sometimes stallions vie for mares, demonstrating an impressive display of posturing and if necessary, fighting to win the possession of the desired mare.
I have observed many encounters between stallions out on the range, and I am impressed by their wise use of energy in these challenges. They exert only the necessary amount of pressure and aggression to ward off their opponent. Once one of the stallions submits to the other, the fight is over. No grudges held, no vindictive retaliation.
When I visited the Wild Kaimanawa Horses in New Zealand, I witnessed a chase between two stallions that went on
for over thirty minutes. When it was
over, the two stood together and grazed - an exemplary example of efficient
conflict resolution.
When a fight does occur, it is a brutal display of biting
and kicking, rearing and pursuing.
Injur ies can occur, which may result in fatal infections or crippling.
At some point, the aging lead stallion acquiesces his rank
to a younger, viril bachelor stallion. He leaves the family band, and lives out the
rest of his life, mentoring young studs in a bachelor band.
A brave warrior, indeed
I offer much gratitude to Marianne Martin, of Real Life Portraits - www.reallifeportraits.com for allowing me to use her photographs in this blog post.
I am filled with joy for the opportunity to share the magnificence of these powerful creatures.
Madly in love with the Mustangs,
Deborah Inanna
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THE LONG AND SHORT FROM PARDNER
WHAT IN TARNATION ARE THE “WILD MUSTANG CHRONICLES?”
Wild Mustangs! These words rustle up a whole posse of tantalizing images: herds of colorful horses running freely across the prairie; powerful stallions rearing and fighting for mares; cowboys and Indians; lassos, latigo, spurs and dirt. They’re the stuff little girls’ dreams are made of. In fact, they fill this ole girl’s dreams as well. Why, I’d wear my chaps in the kitchen if I wasn’t afraid I might spill somethin on em!
What has become of the mustangs? Well, that’s what “The Wild Mustang Chronicles” are all about. I’m here to tell you that wild mustang herds still roam extensively in Nevada, California, Colorado, Oregon and eight other states. Their history has been perilous, colorful and controversial. Descendants from the horses brought to this country by the Spanish Conquistadors, our mustangs are alive and well. Beautiful and rugged, they have thrived all these years on sparse range, enduring extreme weather and climate.
There are only a few outposts of wild horses left in the world these days, from the wild zebra and asses of Africa, to the brumbies of Australia. We are blessed to have an abundance of wild mustangs and burros across our country; many just a Sunday drive away from cities like Reno, Nevada, and Salt Lake City, Utah.
The intention of The Wild Mustang Chronicles is to shed light, impartially and fairly on all aspects of the lives of the mustangs. I’ll be traveling around visiting the herds, swapping stories with the folk who care for them and care about them. I’ll be spouting facts and anecdotes from their past, and covering events and news about their present whereabouts.
So stay tuned for my next entry when I tell you how we came up with the crazy idea to name these wild horses “Mustangs”, anyway!
Happy Trails,
Pardner
Wild Mustangs! These words rustle up a whole posse of tantalizing images: herds of colorful horses running freely across the prairie; powerful stallions rearing and fighting for mares; cowboys and Indians; lassos, latigo, spurs and dirt. They’re the stuff little girls’ dreams are made of. In fact, they fill this ole girl’s dreams as well. Why, I’d wear my chaps in the kitchen if I wasn’t afraid I might spill somethin on em!
What has become of the mustangs? Well, that’s what “The Wild Mustang Chronicles” are all about. I’m here to tell you that wild mustang herds still roam extensively in Nevada, California, Colorado, Oregon and eight other states. Their history has been perilous, colorful and controversial. Descendants from the horses brought to this country by the Spanish Conquistadors, our mustangs are alive and well. Beautiful and rugged, they have thrived all these years on sparse range, enduring extreme weather and climate.
There are only a few outposts of wild horses left in the world these days, from the wild zebra and asses of Africa, to the brumbies of Australia. We are blessed to have an abundance of wild mustangs and burros across our country; many just a Sunday drive away from cities like Reno, Nevada, and Salt Lake City, Utah.
The intention of The Wild Mustang Chronicles is to shed light, impartially and fairly on all aspects of the lives of the mustangs. I’ll be traveling around visiting the herds, swapping stories with the folk who care for them and care about them. I’ll be spouting facts and anecdotes from their past, and covering events and news about their present whereabouts.
So stay tuned for my next entry when I tell you how we came up with the crazy idea to name these wild horses “Mustangs”, anyway!
Happy Trails,
Pardner