Yeah, first big battle today. And it wasn’t a bad battle, but it was BIG in the sense that I won! See, Adiva isn’t fond about her stall. Oh, she likes it cuz food comes from there, but she won’t go in without coaxing. I haven’t minded - it’s all still new - but I’m slowly getting over it. This morning was the last straw. When I led her in, she pushed past me to get out, almost knocking me down. Now, she isn’t scared - she isn’t rushing - she isn’t stressed. She just doesn’t want to be in there. Too effing bad. So, no breakfast for her. I’m not going to fight her every time I want her in there. She has to learn. She doesn’t come in, she doesn’t get fed. I almost feel bad, but she’s got some extra weight on her, and it’s not like I didn’t give them hay.
So, when I go out to feed dinner, I’m ready. I know she’s going to resist. Sure enough, she doesn’t go in. I ask her, but she just stands there looking at me. I go toward her, she comes toward me, then when I reach out to pet her, she turns away. Ok, game on! I’m done with this.
I send her away - she’s not going to be allowed near the barn until she cooperates. She acts like she wants to come in: nope, sorry, away you go. I do this for about a minute then allow her to come close and tell her to get in her stall. She goes right in! Yeah, you heard me, right in. And stood still while I closed the door. I praised her like no tomorrow, then fed her. We’ll see how tomorrow goes…
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