My mustang, Ranger, has never liked the worming paste required to keep horses in captivity healthy. Actually, that's not quite right. He HATES the stuff. It's a major battle the 3-4 times a year he gets the stuff injected into his mouth. For such a little guy, he can sure go through the lead ropes and halters, pulling back until they pop, then standing there, looking at me saying "You like it so much, YOU eat it".
Today, I snubbed him up good and tight to an iron pipe rail, so the side of his face was right up to the pipe, and pulled the syringe out of my pocket. I expected the usual violent reaction. Nothing. I pulled the cap off the tube, and expected him to jump.
I put the tube into his mouth and pressed the plunger.
I pulled the now empty syringe out and re-capped it.
I untied the lead rope, and stood back holding the rope.
And I do mean nothing. He stood there, with his cheeks bulging with wormer paste, refusing to swallow. Soon, the yellow slime mixed with horse spit began leaking out of his hay-hole onto the ground, lead rope, my foot, his chest... but no other movement. Just standing there, staring at me, and oozing.
"All right, Ranger, if I take you over to graze in the yard for a little while, will you PLEASE swallow that crap?"
Ever hear a horse say "Okay" with his mouth full?