Always the leader

As I write this, we await the remnants of Hurricane Katia. Everything outside is secure and the garden furniture is safely stored in the garage. I decided to bring Chelsea and Susie in a bit earlier than usual as we have large yard gates that are like huge sails in windy weather and I wanted them shut tight just in case the gales become severe.

Chelsea - the leader

As soon as I called, Susie came trotting in, delighted at the prospect of “afternoon tea” and a pile of hay. I went to look for Chelsea whom I also thought would be eager to come in. She was standing by the fence with the two youngsters Katie and Annie. She looked at me and whinnied. I called her and she took a few steps forward and then turned to look at the youngsters. I understood her dilemma. She was clearly in two minds – part of her wanted to come in but the leader in her wanted to look after her herd. I called her again and reassured her that Katie and Annie would be fine as their Mum, Bluebell was in the next field. She looked round once more and came in.

It is so typical of her – she takes her lead mare role seriously at all times. Even when she was injured and had to stay in, she kept an eye on what was happening out amongst the herd. I’ve no doubt that she was in constant communication, without the need for mobile phone or email, and no doubt she will keep in touch tonight too, just to be sure everyone is fine.

What I admire most is that it is all so effortless for her. She never throws her weight around nor does she waste energy on the “small stuff.” In fact she doesn’t appear to use much energy at all. Her presence is enough for her to command the respect of her herd.  She is the kind of leader I can only aspire to be.