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.
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?
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.
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 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.
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.Thursday, February 21, 2019
Be careful
Those two words my man says every time I leave the house to go to the barn. Be careful. I always assure him that I am and the other night I got a phone call that helped me reassure him in this respect.
About 2 weeks ago one of the ladies at the barn got a new horse. An older palomino mare that's put together pretty decent and the mare seems to have a good brain. At least when she's given half a chance. Last weekend her new owner decided to get on her horse. She saddled her up in the barn aisle and decided to get on her there. That's where all common sense left the building.
There were two women involved in this clusterfuck. One the mare owner A and the other another boarder B. To give everyone an idea of a little back story, B is the one who doesn't do anything with her own horse and was the subject of my recent post on SIS- As If.... B is rather new to horses and doesn't know a whole lot. A has had horses and knows enough about them Not to have done what she did.
From what I was told by one of the other boarders, A was on her horse and B asked if she could get on too. At least A decided to get off the horse and let B sit on her alone. But things went horribly wrong from there. Rather than take the horse outside, A pulls a plastic lawn chair over beside the horse so B can get on.
To kind of set the stage, there are large wooden feed boxes in the aisle way. Down by her stall, there are also an assortment of folding chairs, a few muck buckets and rakes, along with a few large totes full of odds and ends. The aisle is quite cluttered and looks trashy a/f. There are also steel beams that go across the aisle as supports for the walls and roof. Not a safe place to be riding at all.
So B climbs up on the chair and proceeds to mount the horse. As her rear end graces the seat of the saddle, the chair falls over, the back of the chair touching the horse on her belly as it falls underneath her, all causing the mare to lose her shit. A admitted to me she fell and was staring up at her horses belly from the ground. B was grabbing for the beams overhead and eventually came off. She narrowly missed hitting her head on the fence in front of my pony's stall, but she didn't bounce either as she landed flat on her side, hitting the ground equally with her shoulder, side and hip.
A was texting me from the barn asking for the address. She didn't tell me it was for the ambulance coming for B. However she did let me know that she had left my feed and tack room unlocked when she left to go to the hospital. She shares my space, but since she couldn't be bothered to lock it up on her way from the barn to the car, before leaving to go to the hospital to stay with B, Yeah I'm not too thrilled. That was the 2nd time in 2 days she left my tack room unlocked and left. the. property. I have spoken to the barn owner and then to her. They both know that if it happens again I'm kicking her ass OUT!
After A finally sent me a text message saying that B is going to be okay, nothing broken just a lot of bruising and going to be sore the next few days if not weeks, I replied that I was glad to hear and asked - Did we learn anything from this? Her answer was Probably Not followed by a bunch more nonsense.
I explained to my man that this is a prime example of exactly Why 1) I am Very super selective of whose horses I ride, 2) I'm even More selective of who I let ride MY horses and 3) I'm probably overly cautious of who I ride With. I put a lot of work and training into my horses and don't need someone else's half trained, batshit crazy horse screwing that up or injuring them or worse- me. Different people at the last barn may have thought I was a bit snobby or stuck up because I didn't go to these events with them where it was a drunken shitfest for the weekend, but I'm fine with that. I don't feel like I'm missing anything and my horses are safe sleeping in their stalls at night.
About 2 weeks ago one of the ladies at the barn got a new horse. An older palomino mare that's put together pretty decent and the mare seems to have a good brain. At least when she's given half a chance. Last weekend her new owner decided to get on her horse. She saddled her up in the barn aisle and decided to get on her there. That's where all common sense left the building.
There were two women involved in this clusterfuck. One the mare owner A and the other another boarder B. To give everyone an idea of a little back story, B is the one who doesn't do anything with her own horse and was the subject of my recent post on SIS- As If.... B is rather new to horses and doesn't know a whole lot. A has had horses and knows enough about them Not to have done what she did.
From what I was told by one of the other boarders, A was on her horse and B asked if she could get on too. At least A decided to get off the horse and let B sit on her alone. But things went horribly wrong from there. Rather than take the horse outside, A pulls a plastic lawn chair over beside the horse so B can get on.
To kind of set the stage, there are large wooden feed boxes in the aisle way. Down by her stall, there are also an assortment of folding chairs, a few muck buckets and rakes, along with a few large totes full of odds and ends. The aisle is quite cluttered and looks trashy a/f. There are also steel beams that go across the aisle as supports for the walls and roof. Not a safe place to be riding at all.
So B climbs up on the chair and proceeds to mount the horse. As her rear end graces the seat of the saddle, the chair falls over, the back of the chair touching the horse on her belly as it falls underneath her, all causing the mare to lose her shit. A admitted to me she fell and was staring up at her horses belly from the ground. B was grabbing for the beams overhead and eventually came off. She narrowly missed hitting her head on the fence in front of my pony's stall, but she didn't bounce either as she landed flat on her side, hitting the ground equally with her shoulder, side and hip.
A was texting me from the barn asking for the address. She didn't tell me it was for the ambulance coming for B. However she did let me know that she had left my feed and tack room unlocked when she left to go to the hospital. She shares my space, but since she couldn't be bothered to lock it up on her way from the barn to the car, before leaving to go to the hospital to stay with B, Yeah I'm not too thrilled. That was the 2nd time in 2 days she left my tack room unlocked and left. the. property. I have spoken to the barn owner and then to her. They both know that if it happens again I'm kicking her ass OUT!
After A finally sent me a text message saying that B is going to be okay, nothing broken just a lot of bruising and going to be sore the next few days if not weeks, I replied that I was glad to hear and asked - Did we learn anything from this? Her answer was Probably Not followed by a bunch more nonsense.
I explained to my man that this is a prime example of exactly Why 1) I am Very super selective of whose horses I ride, 2) I'm even More selective of who I let ride MY horses and 3) I'm probably overly cautious of who I ride With. I put a lot of work and training into my horses and don't need someone else's half trained, batshit crazy horse screwing that up or injuring them or worse- me. Different people at the last barn may have thought I was a bit snobby or stuck up because I didn't go to these events with them where it was a drunken shitfest for the weekend, but I'm fine with that. I don't feel like I'm missing anything and my horses are safe sleeping in their stalls at night.
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