Tuesday, January 21, 2020

Goals

If you've been reading here for a while, you know I'm not all that great at setting goals. At least not as far as typing or writing them out- short or long term. I tend to fly by the seat of my pants and go with the flow.

I have ideas of what I would like to do, things I would like to accomplish, places I would like to go and so on. I guess if I never say them out loud or put them in writing, it's easier to let go of things when life doesn't go as planned. Nobody knew so if it didn't happen- no accountability, just missed opportunity.

This year I set out with some pretty hefty personal goals in mind. One of them being a No Buy Year. I had no idea this was even a thing. Seriously. I had decided towards the end of last year that I had gotten a little spendy and buying all the things, so I was going to cut back and rein it in.

I had bought a few things at the end of the year so they don't count. As they come in I check them off and move on. There was one purchase I made after the year had started, but it was totally worth it. I think it happened on a Treat Yo' Self Tuesday-

The price was right

I will still buy feed for the ponies, pay the farrier and vet as needed, wormers, etc. but no more tack. Period. Not even consignment, not even a 'great deal', nope. Not gonna happen. I've got everything I need already. The only exception will be if I need to replace my helmet or if a turnout blanket gets torn beyond repair....

Another thing I am trying to work on is Me. One of the main things being posture. When I ride I have learned to sit up straight. Sitting at my desk at work- not so much. I have made a conscious effort to correct that. When I sit up straight my back hurts less. Win-Win right? Another part of this is exercising more. Core work helps posture so I need to do more of that. Dropping a few pounds will also help and they won't be missed at all.

There are a few other things I'm working on and I will let everyone in on them when I'm ready to put it out in the open. For now I'm working thru things and I will also be selling off some stuff I don't need anymore or use. When I get pics of all of it, I will gladly post them with a price and description. Bloggers here will get first crack at it all.

Thursday, December 19, 2019

Rest in pieces

Sometimes the only way a person can make the world a better place is by leaving the planet. My brother was one of those people. He is no longer looking at the dirt from the topside.

Before anyone gets the idea to give me a sideways look- when you spend your entire life screwing people over and treating people like shit, it will catch up to you. It Always catches up to you. If you think there's resentment on my part (there's not)  or anyone thinks I'm glad he's dead- I don't wish death on anyone, let alone people like him.

I actually think its pretty sad that's how he treated people. My wish for him is that he gets what he truly deserves in the afterlife. Good, bad or otherwise- he gets everything he has coming.

As for his skank wife- they truly deserved each other.  Forgery and perjury are both felonies and she just keeps digging that hole deeper by the day, bless her heart.

I can't imagine how much they must hate themselves or why? That's the only way I can explain their poor choices or behaviour. Her mother must be proud

Friday, December 13, 2019

Karma

Happy Fridy the 13th y'all!

Thursday, December 5, 2019

RIP - Mad About Me 1999-2019

The beginning of September I put my OTTB mare down. It is never an easy decision to make and at that point it was the right one for her.


Pic's from before since Blogger won't let me add any new ones.  She was a sweet mare but could also a total pain in the ass at times. 

The move to the current barn did her a few favors, while also not doing her any favors at the same time if that makes sense. She did stop cribbing with the move to a stall not next to my ponyman. She was so herdbound with him it wasn't funny. After splitting them up so she could make new friends- she no longer cribbed. At least not in that stall. I have had her for the past 15 years and always watched out for her. She was picking up weight for a change and had an amazing shine to her coat, besides it being silky soft. But being a mare, she tends to destroy a stall in a number of ways and sometimes overnight. Her stall was wet a lot. I was stripping her stall and changing the bedding frequently. When she came in from turnout, workout or whatever- she would go in the stall and urinate as if she had been holding it for that reason.  Hey thanks mare! Due to the wet bedding, she started developing abscesses a lot too. Having thin soled crappy TB feet didn't help. It was getting to the point where she could barely walk to get out of the stall, but being cooped up In the stall wasn't helping her situation any either. Boarding often comes with limited turnout and with her being herdbound- she couldn't go out alone. My pony couldn't be out with her all day since his weight would have ballooned and her being without him- she destroyed things. 

One of my fave pics of her.

I cried making the phone call to schedule it. Cried all the way home from work that day. Cried all the way to the barn, cried some more all the way to the vet, cried all the way back to the barn to drop off my empty trailer and then cried some more on the drive back home. When I thought I had no more tears left, I started crying again and kept crying for a while after that.  Even typing this now, my eyes are beginning to get watery. 

I know she is enjoying green pastures now and hanging out with my big mare Tess. She was loved and never had to worry about much in life. She could be a hand full at times and I know she's giving someone in Heaven a good many reasons to doubt why they let her in. Who would have guessed buying a horse sight unseen all those years ago, would have been one decision I have never regretted. I know when my day comes and my time on earth is done, I will have plenty of horses to ride thru those Pearly Gates when I get there.

Saturday, June 22, 2019

Wow. Just. Wow.

In my last post I mentioned the one girl at the barn that had supposedly taken dressage lessons in her past. One of the things that has come up in discussions with her is the quality of horses we have ridden.

I have been fortunate in having ridden some really talented horses in my time at some of the different show barns I have worked at. Many of them were showing at the A rated level as well as Regionals, US Nationals and Canadian Nationals. Many of those  horses had values in the 5 figure range. Her words- "I have never ridden a horse worth that much. I can't even imagine that."

Now I'm not tying to put her down or anything, because like I said, I feel that I have been fortunate to have had the opportunities in life that I have, even if I had to work for them- which I did. Like many other people, I feel like maybe my life could have or would have been better if only......  fill in the blank here. lol

But one of the things she said the other night really caught me off guard and sort of left me dumbfounded. I had just helped one of the other girls at the barn with her horse. He's fairly new and they've had him about 2 months. Like every horse on the planet, he came with some issues. His issues are very much like the majority of horses with issues, in that they are human caused.

A little backstory on the horse- The previous owner was making recommendations on spurs and choices of bits to use. Her bit suggestion was so the girl would be able to 'handle him better and be able to stop him'. Keep in mind that this horse has run off with the previous owner on several occasions. The new owner had been using a shanked bit with a twisted wire mouthpiece and some gag action to it.  In fact just about every bit they own has a twisted wire mouthpiece-> similar to what the previous owner is using on her other horses.

In helping this girl with her horse- the first issue I addressed was the bit. I loaned her a simple D-ring snaffle. The changes were pretty much instant. Her horse relaxed and dropped his head. Then the other night we worked him in long lines. She had only attempted long line work a couple times before and still learning, so I worked her horse for a bit to get him moving like he should.

I have to say, He is one very, VERY fancy moving horse. At one point he had the most beautiful, effortless looking western pleasure jogs I have seen in a long time. It was a very collected, relaxed, ground covering jog that would be easy to sit as you covered the miles. Yeah, that kind of jog! It was absolutely gorgeous folks. This was not long after his owner had said "He has no jog."

So dressage girl notices the horse is a lot, LOT quieter and asks what kind of bit we're using?  I tell her it's a simple D-ring snaffle. She gives me a blank stare and asks- "What is that? I don't know what that is." Honestly all I could think was- Haven't you ever opened a catalog?

Thursday, March 28, 2019

Respect the horse

These are words I don't see often around the barn. What's funny about this is that my horses are a bit spoiled, but also some of the most well behaved in the barn. Of course everyone loves my ponyman, I mean who doesn't and what's not to love about him?

But there is a girl at the barn that thinks her horse is all that, and she's really not. Her or her horse. Supposedly she rode dressage horses before. I can't imgine any of what she learned has stuck, since her horse has a lot of issues and bucking is one of them.

Friday, March 1, 2019

Funny things

After a lot of thought and serious considerations, I decided to sell my TB mare. One of the farriers I used in the past has a TB stallion and he was interested in breeding her. I thought long and hard about it and honestly, I really don't want a racehorse so I offered him first dibs. I didn't hear anything back so I posted her ad online.



First there was the response from the person who has been jumping for 3 years and ready to buy their first horse. Um, no. Her knee does not make her a good candidate for jumping, at least not if you'd like her to remain sound. She's also not really suitable for a beginner, so I went back and included these things in the text. I also included some pic's.


Then came the reply from a woman in Washington  where she was bred. She had a horse of similar breeding and keeps an eye out for these horses. We have exchanged quite a few emails since. 
I didn't mention her age in the ad and then came the reply from a guy who is 'very interested'. He is looking for something under the age of 5. When I said that she's 20 he was pretty blown away. Judging from the pic's he thought she was a 4 year old. Yes she's shiny, pretty fit and a good healthy weight. A few people that have known my horse for a while here in Houston say that she looks better now than she ever has. So for all the people who have skinny old horses and blame it on their age- I call bullshit.
I also got an email from a person who seems to be the self appointed Internet ad police. They don't want to use their own email and keep using an anonymous account. They asked a few questions and I politely and honestly answered each one. They came back all pissy and snarky with name calling. Wow. That was mature of them. The way they worded things I wondered did they even read the ad???  I asked them that too. And here's an idea- if my horse is not of interest to you, close the ad and move on. Nobody made them click on her ad, so what the hell? They really got pissy over that. So when their email came in again, I read it, had a good laugh, then I blocked it and replied- Bye Felicia.   


I have gotten a few more replies to her ads and hopefully one of them will pan out. She deserves to be in a good home with more turnout than she has access to in my new boarding arrangement. If she is bred and produces some nice foals, then great. I had her checked out for that and she's ready to go.  For those of you who spotted her right hind- That is her cellulitis that flares up now and then. It happened to be a little puffed up that day and is one of the results of Harvey- because she chose to stand in knee deep water, than on higher, drier ground. One of the reasons she could use more turnout. The stall does her no favors on this.A pic of one of the girls at the old barn riding her.