Thursday, May 9, 2013

Ranger Jim’s Ramblings for May

First, I want to apologize for going AWOL last month. I’d like to say Yankee and I were out on a long search and rescue mission with the horse Patrol. I’d like to say that, but the truth is the second Thursday of April snuck up and got by me before I even realized it.

I’m going to start off this month, as usual, with a quiz. First person who comes up with the correct answer will win a signed copy of my Jim Blawcyzk novel Death Stalks the Rangers.

We all, or most of us, know that to cowboys in the frontier West coffee meant Arbuckle’s. My question is what was packed in every container of Arbuckle’s which had cowboys on a trail drive clamoring to be first to answer Cookie’s call “Who wants to grind the coffee?”

Now, let’s mosey on to more horse factoids. I’m going to pass along some nuggets that will help anyone who writes Westerns be more accurate in their horse descriptions. A lot of little things that can make a difference. Those of you who have read my books know that the horses are every much characters as the human protagonists in my stories. A lot of writers don’t recognize that, but a man on horseback for days or weeks at a time forged a strong bond with his horse. Both human and equine depended on each other, in many cases for survival itself. A western where the horses aren’t part of the story is just missing something.

We’ll start with horse colors. There are lots of variations of horse colors, but the basic ones are black, bay, chestnut, gray, and white. Even today, debate still goes on about whether there are true black horses, or just very dark bays, and true white horses. (Not counting albinos, which usually don’t survive). I tend to believe there are true blacks. Then we have duns and buckskins, palominos, grullas, roans, and all manner of color terms.

Bay horses are varying shades of dark brown, with black points, mane and tail.

Chestnuts are reddish-brown horses with red points, and red or flaxen mane and tail.

It can be difficult on occasion to tell a bay from a chestnut. Always keep in mind the points- legs and ears - and the mane and tail. A bay will have black points, mane and tail, a chestnut red or flaxen.

A sorrel is a variety of chestnut, usually more reddish. The term sorrel is more commonly used for Western horses than European.

Palominos are golden-colored horses, with light or white manes and tails.

Duns and buckskins look very similar, but a buckskin tends to have a more uniform color. Grullas are mouse-colored.

A gray is, of course, gray. Gray is the color which most often appears as “dapple”, or spotted.

Roans are horses whose coat is sprinkled with white hairs. A strawberry roan is a horse with brown or red hair for its main coat color, a blue roan is a horse with gray for its main coat color.

Paints and pintos, terms which were used interchangeably in the west, are horses splotched with white. They were sometimes called “calico”.

Piebald and skewbald were terms used to distinguish paint colors, although not used commonly in the West. They are pretty much in disuse today, although still used in Europe. A piebald is a black and white paint. A skewbald is a paint of any color but black.

And of course Appaloosas have their own distinct spotting patterns, which I discussed last time.

White markings:

If a horse has a diamond shaped mark on its forehead, that’s a star. A diamond shaped marking with a narrow strip going downward from the star is a star and strip. A short white, narrow mark on the muzzle is a snip. So, a horse can have a star, strip, and snip. (Yankee does).

A broad white mark down the face is a blaze. A horse whose blaze goes over both cheeks so that almost the entire face is white is called a bald-faced horse.

Socks are white markings on the hoof to the fetlocks. White markings from the hoof above the fetlocks to as high as the knees are stockings.

Blue-eyed horses were often called “glass-eyed”.

Enough about horse colors. Entire books have been written about them. Time for some other tidbits.

When a horse drinks, he doesn’t lap up water like a dog or cat. He sucks it in, much like a person sipping soda through a straw. Never describe a horse lapping up water. It doesn’t happen.

Horses also can’t pant, which I have seen written. Horses cannot breath through their mouths, only their nostrils, so it is physically impossible for a horse to pant. They can and do breath heavily, but they don’t pant.

Most of a horse’s head consists of nasal passages. A horse can have a hole shot through its long nasal passages, or one caused by injury, and still be able to breath.

Horses also cannot vomit. Their neck, throat, and esophageal muscles are too strong to let food come back up. That’s the reason colic is so dangerous, usually life-threatening, for a horse. It a horse gets a bowel obstruction, and can’t pass manure, if the condition isn’t treated quickly the horse’s intestines or stomach could twist, which is always fatal. The gas buildup from colic is extremely painful, and can cause the stomach or intestines to literally explode. In the old West, there was little to be done for colic, except for trying to walk the horse until the gut starts moving again. That’s still done today, until the vet arrives.

A horse who twists a shoe, but where the shoe doesn’t come off, will usually not want to step on the bent shoe at all, making him appear extremely lame. Once the bent shoe is removed, the horse will walk just fine, allowing for the unevenness of one shod foot and one not.

“Biscuit-eater” and “pie-biter” were terms cowboys used to describe horses spoiled by their owners, and which hung around camp begging for treats.

There were and are one-man horses, although they are extremely rare.

Most working cowboys didn’t own horses. They were assigned a string of mounts by the ranch which employed them. And, just like humans, some horses were specialists… some were roping horses, others cutters, and still other loved to “pop brush”, that is, chase out cows hiding in the thorny vegetation of the southwest.

And it is true that a lot of cowboys didn’t like paints or pintos, often referring to them disdainfully as “Indian ponies”. However, quite a few cowboys and Texas Rangers did favor pintos.

Finally, unlike today, there were no official “breeds” of horses. The various Western horse breed registries, such as American Quarter Horse, Pinto Horse Association, American Paint Horse, Appaloosa, and so on weren’t even established until the mid-1900s. So, when writing about a specific type of horse in a Western, you can write quarter horse, pinto, mustang, and so forth, but only as a type. Never capitalize Quarter Horse, Paint, Appaloosa, etc., as none of these animals existed as distinctive breeds in the old West era.

I hope I’ve provided at least a bit of useful information. Next time up, more Texas Ranger lore. How many bullets could a man take and survive in frontier Texas? One Ranger took eighteen while trying to stop a riot. Even more amazingly, he survived, stopped the riot and arrested several of the participants, then died… many years later, in bed, of old age.

Jim Griffin


  1. Jim,

    Very helpful blog indeed! Good Job. I have over the years purchased many books about horses and still don't understand the color scheme.

    When I was very young, parental authority and constant spankings had no effect on me. When I was seven, about a half mile away---across the river and through the woods were five horses of various sizes. For years I got up early on Saturday morning and rode each one of those horses bareback (for hours), my finders entwined in the mane. Many mornings were wet with gray fog and how I loved being up on that horse's back.

    I got yelled at. "Hey kid! Get off that horse!" by the owner.

    The owner, my parents, and two cops in town tried to catch me---but never did.

    I got a lot of spankings, but I learned to ride and how I loved that guy's horses!

    Charlie S.

  2. Sorry, fingers entwined in the mane. Used spell check and it morphed. Happens on this site.

    Charlie S.

  3. Jim, I needed this blog post in the worst way. Even though I grew up in Oklahoma, my parents were not "horse people." I begged and begged for a horse, but never got one. I think Mom had a terrible fear of them because she grew up with a young man who got kicked in the head and was never "quite right" after that, and as I say, she knew nothing about horses. Anyhow, this post is very informative and I'm hanging on to it--especially for the color scheme.

    Charlie, you wild child! It sounds like those riding days were just wonderful for you, and you surely must have loved it if you knew you were going to be in trouble for it, and kept going back to do it. Great story!


  4. It was a stick of peppermint candy that was packed in the Arbuckles coffee...

  5. Thanks, Jim. Like Cheryl, I appreciate info like this. Unlike Charlie, I was a town kid, and didn't have much association with horses.
    During my brief stint at cowboying as a teen, I was given the task one day of brushing down a filly in her stall. She seemed to know I was scared to death of her, and promptly moved her body close against me, pinning me to the barn wall. We stayed that way for about 10 minutes before the foreman came by and smacked her away from me. Think he was more disgusted with me than the filly. I also think they shared the amusement.

  6. Thanks for all the horse lore. I don't know nearly enough about horses as I have never owned any.

    I have been reading up on horse colors but you've explained it very well.

  7. Artemis, you're absolutely correct. And Arbuckle's coffee is available again, and yes, there is a peppermint stick in every package. Contact me at my website email with your snail mail address and I'll get your book in the mail.

    BTW, believe it or not, I don't drink coffee. Never have. (And no, I'm not a Morman). Just don't like the taste of the stuff. Love the aroma, but not the taste. Don't like tea either.

    Jim Griffin

  8. Charlie, if the owner of those horses had had any brains, he would have given you a job trading some work around the barn in exchange for riding privileges.

    Jim Griffin

  9. Phil, I bet that foreman got a good chuckle out of your predicament. You should have kneed that filly in the belly. She'd have moved.

    And thanks, all of you. I appreciate the compliments, but the truth is I barely scratched the surface of the various horse colors. But what I did provide is enough basic information to get the colors right when you're writing a western.

    Jim Griffin

  10. Oops... should be Mormon, of course. Morman used to be a make of truck.

  11. One small thing. A paint is any dark color with patches of white; a pinto is white with patches of any dark color.

  12. Useful information, as usual! My first horse was what they called a coyote dun, buckskin in color with black points and a black stripe down the middle of the back. I later bought a "black" horse, but as he fades to brown in bright sunlight, I see the point about the color actually being bay.

  13. Good stuff, Jim. My birth horse was a three-color paint and my grow-up mare was a blue roan. Dad's Big Red was a dappled sorrel, and Pocoueno was a brown with black points (does that make him bay?). Big Enough was what we called a pinto, black and white.

    In some of my books a character rides a zebra dun, naturally named Zeeb.

    horse colors are fun.