[AT] OT Barn floor question

Cecil E Monson cmonson at hvc.rr.com
Tue Oct 19 05:51:56 PDT 2004


	I'm not posting this to take issue with anyone as to how to
take care of horses. I'm just relating how my father took care of his
horses. He loved them almost as much as he did his family. I never saw
him raise a hand against a horse or mistreat them in any way.

	My father had a team of Belgians for his heavy work and several
teams of light work horses for pulling wagons and other light stuff. I
never knew him to have any of the horses shoed and they were all kept
in stalls with concrete floors. I remember well because one of my chore
jobs was to clean the stalls and put in fresh oat straw for bedding as
well as to feed and water them. My father kept their hooves trimmed and
well cared for and as far as I know, never had a problem with them. It
seems to me the farmers who had problems with their horses had them on
dirt or wooden floors. Maybe my father's success with his horses came
from his insistence on those stalls being cleaned daily and that they
always have fresh clean straw to stand on. I never saw fancy floors in
horse barns or shoed horses until I came out East. Maybe the lack of shoes
was because he was phasing out the horses and didn't work them as much as
he did before he got the first tractor in the mid 1930s. I wouldn't know
about anything prior to 1936 or so as that is about as far back as I can
remember.

	Thinking back, we didn't have any rough or rocky ground to cut
horse's hooves or drive them on crushed rock roads or pavement. Hell,
there wasn't any pavement closer than 4 or 5 hours by horse to where we
lived. Even taking a triple box of grain to the elevator in Le Roy was
on old time gravel roads. Even the main street in Le Roy wasn't paved
until 1947 - I should know as I worked for the Minnesota Highway Dept
and helped pave that graveled Main Street in the summer of 1947.

	As kids and later teenagers, we had horses to ride from the time
we were little. I had a bay mare named "Trixie" that began life as a bronco
in northwest Montana for my primary horse and a black with a star on the
forehead named "Dime" that I rode sometimes or shared with my brothers.
These two were also kept in stalls with concrete floors and were never
shoed.

	FWIW, the concrete floors in the stalls had never been troweled
smooth but appeared to have been rough screeded off and left rough. Troweled
floors would have been too slippery, even with straw for bedding.

Cecil
-- 
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what you said.

Cecil E Monson
Lucille Hand-Monson
Mountainville, New York   Just a little east of the North Pole

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