Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Winning friends

We all know the saying, How to win friends and influence people..... yeah. Let's just say I'm killing it in that department.

After stepping in to hold the horse for the farrier, helping him get his job done and possibly stepping on some toes by offering, it seems like I have a knack for pissing people off lately. But the thing is, I'm not doing it intentionally. If they are getting butt hurt by this, can you imagine how much more pissed off and butt hurt they might be if I were trying? Yeah Baby! That's what I'm talkin about. lmao

Soooo here's the dish on things. I'm at the barn the other day and there's this paint horse in the wash rack. No big deal right? M'kay, well said horse is tied but then the owner/trainer or whatever we want to call him shows up with feed and apparently wormer. No big deal, right? Meh, so far.

Mr hotshot and his friend unload the feed and proceed over to the washrack to worm the horse. Honestly I have never seen a clusterfuck the likes of what was to come, in all my years with horses. Now in all fairness this guy is fairly young, so I might be kind enough to chalk it up to youth and ignorance. After yesterday I throw a healthy dose of ego into the mix and that explains a whole lot more.

The hotshot and friend go to worm the horse but first somehow and for whatever reason, they put a rope over the horses neck, wrapping it around the rail and tying it off. So the guy steps in and puts the wormer in the mares mouth and All. Hell. Breaks. Loose.

The mare sits back against the ropes, the lasso tightens up, she hits the door behind her, lunges up and forward going over the rail with both front legs. Now she's hung up with two legs on each side of the bar and a whole lotta tension on both ropes, one of them choking her. Her head was tucked up under her like a horse in Rolkur to give everyone the idea of her position. I thought she was going to somersault herself up and over the rail and personally she might have been better off if she had.

With the horse hung up, choking and not exactly 'feeling the love', one of the guys asks the other one if he has a blade to cut one of the ropes. The brilliant 'guest' says, "Give her the rest of the wormer before you worry about that." So the genius steps in and tries again. He shoves the tube in her mouth, gives her the rest of the wormer and we're set for round 2. The mare goes up and back, freeing herself of being halfway over the bar, but still choking because of the rope.

I'd seen enough and went back into the barn to clean my stalls and set out feed for my two. For everyome wondering WHY??? Why didn't you step in and help? Part of it is reading people. Not everyone wants or is open to help. A lot of us let our ego or emotion get in the way, closing our minds off to new ways of doing things. There IS a better way to do things.

Sunday, August 7, 2016

Not what I intended

Since moving I have been using a new farrier. I have him do my mare because in all honesty I don't like to. She's a good girl and all that, but when working on her back feet she tends to pull them up under her. It's something she has always done for the past 12 years that I've owned her. When he uses a stand, she relaxes and leaves it up for him. So he's worked on her a few times and she's been a breeze to work on. The last time he was out, there were several horses to do and one of the mares was really giving him shit. She wouldn't hold still and wasn't cooperating very well at all. Her owner isn't exactly clueless, but he also didn't know what to do to straighten his horse out either.

I offered to help. I untied the mare and held her. She still didn't settle down so I grabbed her by the nose and twitched her by hand. That changed her tune in a hurry and she decided to behave like she should. Since I had a hold of her, I could release the pressure when she was good, or increase it as needed when she wasn't. She settled right down and the farrier was able to finish putting her shoes on without issue. He was quite pleased and I told him he does a good job on my horse but if he gets hurt under somebody elses horse, he can't come do mine.

Next up to be done that day was a yearling filly. I had been asked in advance to hold her so I knew this was coming. I love working with the babies. They might get a little freaked out, but a lot of times its just their curiosity getting the best of them. She did well enough being led over but when the farrier started to left a front leg, she got a bit squirrelly. I told the farrier to hold on a moment and I put the filly next to the rail so she had only two options. Forward past me or backwards over him and neither of those were allowed so she would be standing there snd getting her feet trimmed. With the rail on one side and the farrier and I on the other, she stood quietly and was trimmed without issue.

So fast forward to present. Before leaving for the road trip with the kids, I moved the horses to a new barn. Plenty of drama going on that I wasn't involved in, but having issues of my own with the barn owner, I was done with that shit. So we're at the new barn and my friend that lined everything up is getting shoes on her gelding. There's a group of women out there, fairly new to horses and they want this one mare trimmed. They are relatively clueless as one of them could NOT believe the farrier used NAILS to put the shoes on my friends gelding. As in Oh. My. Gawd. Did he just put a NAIL in that horses HOOF??? Um, yeeeaaahhh... that's how its done.

So they had a guy at the barn bring in a pair of mares. The one they wanted trimmed was brought into the round pen and left with the halter and lead on. The other mare the guy couldn't catch, but with a bucket of grain was able to entice her into the round pen too. As the farrier finished up the gelding and was ready to start on the mare I asked if he wanted me to hold her? "Yes, please." As if he was jumping at the chance hoping I would offer so he wouldn't have to ask.

So the guy that brought the mares in, came in the round pen to catch the mare. She didn't exactly know what was up but wasn't sure she wanted to be part of it. I caught her with little issue. The guy was going to hold her until the farrier stepped up and says "She's held horses for me before. She's got this one." I don't know if this bothered the guy or not, but he stepped back and let me have the lead.

Nobody knew much about the horse. Her age, if she'd been handled much before or anything else. The farrier got to work on her and although she gave a little resistance at first, she relaxed enough to let him do the front hoof. When he went for the back leg, she turned up the heat. She picked her foot up at first, then went dirty on him and started kicking. Not cool. I grabbed her nose to twitch her but she started backing up and wasn't letting up. He didn't want to push it so he figured he would do the other front hoof and call it good. I didn't agree but let him work on the front hoof while I sent my friend for a lead rope.

Finished with the front feet, I said, "Now let's get those back feet." I looped the rope around the back pastern and pulled the foot up. The mare resisted a little but soon gave in. I took the rope off and the farrier stepped around to trim the foot. The mare stood there and let him. Three down, one to go and we stepped around to the other side. Again I put the rope around her pastern and pulled to pick the foot up. Again she resisted a little and then gave in. The farrier had said something about Clinton Anderson. The thing is, I was doing this a loooong time ago in the arab show barns with the babies. I remember seeing CA do this on tv once and thinking- "well shit, that's nothing new." If anything it validated that what I was doing was along the right lines. Not that I needed it, but I think everyone understands.

So this group of women and even my friend are all standing there super impressed that the farrier was able to get the mare trimmed, I was able to difuse things and the mare had a good experience. Win!-Win! all the way around. Even the farrier was happy that it ended on a good note and the experience was a good one for the horse, but mostly I think he was glad he wasn't gettimg kicked at! I get it.

There's been plenty of other things my friend has seen and heard of that I've done. All with quick and good results. She's still in a bit of disbelief in some of them. One was changing the bit she's using and the differences it has made. One of these days I'll get her horse back into long lines and a snaffle bit. I think she's going to be surprised at what he can do when he's moving like he should.

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Some good

Sometimes there is good to come out of what we generally consider bad things. I spent the last few days, taking my kids to Arizona to to comply with the court order. That is a bad thing. Those in the know of what all is going on have ALL had the same reaction. Da'Fuuuuuuq?????? I won't comment on that any further as there is still a lot of things to be resolved. Again, the ex is likely stalking me online and would try to use anything he can against me. Good for him.

So how can there be any good to come of this? Well there is.

For those of you who remember back to the days of FHotD, know I have always called things like I see them. Sometimes I shoot from the hip. You may also remember that Dena and I became friends. She told me once that to figure me out, she looked at my herd and what it had to say. She said that I always see the hope in things. I would say that is pretty damned accurate. With the horses, if they are no longer suitable for one thing? We'll just shift the focus, do something different and see how it goes. That's why there is some good to come out of this trip.

It's a long drive from Houston to Phoenix so I asked a friend of mine who moved to San Antonio, where he typically stops when they drive back and forth? He told me and it is a good mid-point to break things up. I'm posting from the hotel room on the way back, Yay WiFi! The girls and I stopped for a visit on the way thru and had lunch with him and his family. I will be stopping in on my way back thru as I borrowed some cd's from him because I forgot to pack mine for the miles when there is no radio reception between towns. Yay me!

I got to see my daughter, have lunch with her and hang out for a while. She still lives in AZ, is doing well and it was good to catch up on things.

I spent some time with my best friend and her husband. We don't always get to talk often, but it's all good. We grew up together and know each others' family well. We went for wings, because I was craving them and Houston does not have ANY Native New Yorker restaurants. BUMMER!!! and TNNY is still running their Tuesday night deal- $0.49 wings with the purchase of a drink, dine in only. Y'all are missin' out!!!

I was also able to pick up a load of alfalfa hay to bring back for my mare in getting her weight back up. She dropped weight in the trailer on the trip to Houston. She really hadn't been hauled much or moved around a lot since i bought her, so she didn't eat much and mainly she didn't drink either. Some horses do that and after years of hauling, I know that and watched her for any signs of distress. Then she paced when we got here so more weight came off. Alfalfa prices are crazy in Houston compared to Arizona, and all of the hay advertised comes from AZ anyways, so I filled the bed of the truck with what I could, threw a tarp on it and hit the road. I have hit rain off and on all the way back so far. My mare better apreciate this! lol

I was able to visit with one of the people who took in a horse when the mass exit happened as the kids and I moved out. We've been in touch ever since, but it's always nice getting a chnce to sit and talk about all the things going on in each others lives and hearing how the horses are doing. The biggest rockstar in all of this is Mondo. He's been working on 3 different ranches and competing in various rodeo events with the ranchers kids. The ranch owners sometimes fight over who gets to have him and when, but everyone is in agreement that he is a solid, all around, using horse. He is one horse that will not have any problem finding a home.

I was promised pic's of him soon and also that I will throw a leg over him one of these days too. Adding to that, he will be given back to me at some point as well, because that's the style and class this person has. Homes like that are what we all want for our horses. Although they have been offered a lot of money, by a lot of people, they are "A man of his word". Mondo is just not for sale. My heart is happy for him.

Thursday, July 28, 2016

August 1

This day will have forever changed my life.


August 1, 2013 I found out, for a lack of better words, what a truly sick minded fuck my ex really is.

August 1, 2016 is the deadline I have, put in place by one of the judges in the Pinal County Superior Court of Arizona, to turn MY kids, MY beautiful twin girls, over to my ex and his family.

I just hope that whatever long term effects this has on the kids and however damaging this is to their beautiful little minds, that they understand I have been, am and always will be fighting FOR them. Because that's what a mother does when she loves her kids.

*** Please note that any and all colorful language that you feel comfortable using- it certainly applies, will not be deleted and is perfectly fine by me. You're welcome***

Friday, July 1, 2016

I'm still here

Although I haven't posted anything new in about 5 months, I wanted to post and let everyone know that I'm still here. My life has been crazy over the past 3 years and there has been a lot going on at times that I either couldn't talk about or didn't want to talk about because of the ongoing crap in the fallout and the aftermath.

The short version is this-
The ex and I split up the end of 2013. The divorce was finally, final in April of last year 2015. There's still ongoing issues in court as a result. I doubt anyone finds that hard to believe. Am I right?

Most of the horses went to new homes. Of the 4 left, I got 3 and have since whittled it down to 2- my pony Katman and my TB mare. I am content with this. They fit in my trailer for the haul when the kids and I moved out of state.

Sure there's plenty of gory details in all of this and a shit ton lot of blog fodder for those who enjoy some juicy gossip. Drama du jour as well to complete the whole package.... I'm sure he's still watching my blogs for any posts about this, hoping for any little shred or scrap he can use against me, but for the most part, he made his own bed and the writing is all. over. that. wall. That's his mess to own.

Friday, February 5, 2016

At a loss for words

The title of this post may make some people think I have lost a horse. Just to help everyone breather easier and relax, I have not. The horses are all good, still alive, still eating and all that.

I'm just not sure what to post about. Not at the moment anyways. I have a lot of random thoughts swirling around in my head, but none of it really enough for a blog post.

Here we are into February and, yeah.... I haven't been doing much with the horses for a couple of reasons. First off it rained for like a week straight last month. Everything turned to slop. The stalls where the horses are had a dry patch under the shade, but that was it. The back part in one was under water. Standing water. Yuck.

Then they were all due for the farrier the end of the year. I have finally found a good one who shows up when needed and does a good job. No complaints here. But there was literally nowhere for him to work on any of them. Everything was wet, the mud was caked to the outside of their feet and so it goes. Then I was broke for a week due to some unforeseen bills and yeah.

I'm probably a little nuts on this, but I like my farrier (or vet) to have a clean, dry place to work on my horses. I like them to be able to pull in with their truck and not risk getting stuck, sliding into something or leaving giant ruts in the driveway on the way in or out. I like my horses to behave so they can do their job. I also like my horses to be easy to catch, tie and easy to work on or otherwise deal with, so that in the event I can't be there for some reason.... I can leave a check, they can do what needs to be done and life goes on.

Which is how they got their feet done the other day. I've got a shit ton on my plate right now and hear from a number of people that they just don't know how I do it. Some things just stick in my brain. Some things don't. Some of the things stuck in there, I wish they weren't. Other things I wish they had.

Thursday, January 7, 2016

Calling Dibs

In the latest round of events, it has been raining like hell around here. We're looking at a wet week as far as the weather service says. While some people are dealing with abscesses, so far my herd hasn't presented with any. Yet... But I got to thinking. I have 2 EasyBoots. Both are size 1. They don't fit anything I own at the moment. I need a size 2 for the TB mare and a size 3 for the WB mare. Ponyman is good and rarely has any issues. So if anyone can use these, please email me and make an offer. The money from their sale will go to fund boots in a size I can actually use if/when needed.

Which leads me to another thing. I seriously need to go thru my accumulation of tack that seems to have taken over various locations. I have a hunt saddle, two carts, a side pull, a German martingale and a whole bunch of other stuff taking up space that I don't use, can't use or it just don't fit anything I own anymore. It's all got to go. I'm open to offers on some of it, have pricing in mind on others and look forward to having space for things I want, need, love, use and enjoy.

I recently found a pair of black suede western show chaps, worn once, maybe twice tops. They belonged to the ex and are too big for me. Truth be told there's a matching black felt western hat to go with it, in the box with mine. Not like he ever wore it or would be. There's a couple of pair of breeches in a size I'll never see again, a couple of show shirts (hunt seat), a hunt coat or two??? I'd have to go thru the closet and check sizes on all of that.

I know there are two saddle pads with matching polo's, one a/p & one dressage, new in the packaging from long ago and far away. There's also another saddle a cooler and a size 63" sheet already spoken for, I just need to ship them. A double twisted wire ring snaffle that came with the horse trailer, how many years ago? I'm pretty sure there's also a western correction bit in the mix as well. No need for that since my focus is hunters, dressage or driving...

I also have uncovered a collection of jump cups, probably never use them, several pair are new in fact, just the packaging fell apart. I won't be asking my TB mare to jump and the kids are a ways off from that as well with the pony, so the cups are up for grabs. If anyone wants to trade for something, I'm looking for a new bridle for my TB mare. She deserves one of her own. She has been wearing the one I had gotten for Tess and I would like to put it away and keep it nice. I'm also in search of a half pad to use on the TB mare. The new saddle, even with the narrow tree, is still a little too wide for her. She needs padding up front until we can build up those shoulders a little more and do away with the pad. Boots. I want to get her a new pair of dressage boots. Why? I don't know. I have plenty of polo's and prefer them, but would also like a pair of boots for her too. If there's anything else someone would like to trade for, let me know. Maybe I need one of those too.