For what ever reason, this week is deemed to be the most exciting of the summer so far, and not in a good way. It all started with a phone call. Around 6:00pm on Tuesday night I get a call from a nearby neighbor (their fields are separated from my pasture by a river) *slightly annoyed voice* "Your horses are in our field"
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry we'll be right over, thank you."
So we go and fetch Louis and Gumby, no big deal. The back gate looks like it had been opened, weird, but probably a fluke, maybe I forgot about it (there are 5 gates in the pasture). So we put them back don't really think about it.
Fast forward to 10:30pm I go out to check the PP's in the barn, which is up by the house. This truck pulling a landscape tractor stops on the road in front of my barn as I'm walking back to the house, well thats weird so I hang out to see whats going on. Well the guy gets out and walks up to me, asks if I have horses... Well I am standing next to a barn...
Anyway he tells me that there are two horses, that look like mine, about a half mile away on the main road.
Holy fuck are you serious! (not my exact words)
Lots of thank you thank you and running to the house. My parents and I go out in the car, armed with a bucket of grain and halters and leads. We look everywhere until midnight. Go back to the house, call the state police get a lead, find a man who saw them, look for another hour. Finally we decide that there is no way we are going to be able to see them when its this dark regardless of our giant floodlights, which were probably waking everyone up... We go back to the house, that was a great night of sleep *sarcasm*. Get up at 5am. Start over, find them perfectly happy grazing in someones side yard, ugh. Thankfully neither one was hurt, and they didn't cause any damage to anyones property.
As if this was not enough excitement for a couple months already, this morning I go out to feed, clean stalls etc. Get the ponies their grain, clean Toby's stall and start on Lily's when Toby starts acting odd. He takes a bite, walks in circle, takes a bite, walks in a circle. Then he stops eating and starts to act more and more agitated. By now I'm standing in front of his stall watching him, when he lies down and tries to roll, grreeeaattt, just what I need a colic-ing pony (how the hell do you spell that?)!! UGH!
So I grab him and get him walking, find dad, call the vet, call his owner and of course no one answers. Dad finds my cell phone for me and I call my friend who is heading to vet school in August, she says she will get there as soon as she can. I finally get a hold of the vet and she says she will be there in under an hour. My dad has to leave, so for 15 minutes, I'm alone, with someone else's pony who is trying to violently throw himself on the ground. Thrashing around, sweating, ugh. Finally he gets to the point where he is too worn out to throw his weight around and instead leans on me so I'm holding up his front end, I tried a couple times to see if he would stay down but of course he won't lie quietly so I have to get him back up.
Then of course, as soon as a witness gets there (soon-to-be-vet friend) he is fine, obviously uncomfortable, but more rational. She looks him all over, he has no gut sounds but otherwise is okay. The vet gets their about 10 minutes later, blah blah does all the regular stuff ($192 bill) gives me some banimine for tonight if he needs it. Then through casual conversation learns my horse is up for lease...
Apparently she has been looking for a quiet horse for an autistic man (who has been saving his money since he was 5 years old!) Well there is a little girl looking at him on Sunday but...Now they are going to come sooner. Haha terrible market, not for a cute, chubby quiet all around horse! So at least something good might come from the ponies extremely melodramatic bout with colic, which by the way turned out to be slight impaction but most likely gas. I have heard of gas colic being super dramatic but jeez, was it necessary to bust the latch on the stall by throwing yourself into it... Ponies, god.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Friday, July 4, 2008
About that goal...
So I didn't get a whole lot done the last couple days... I did lunge Lily fully tacked-up, bridle, saddle and a single loose side-rein. She did quite well, although she is still having issues with separation anxiety, ugh, hopefully this will continue to get better.
We went to visit family an hour away for the fourth and watched the parade in their town. They have a cute little bazaar that gets set up in town, but it wasn't as good this year as it has been in the past, didn't find anything I couldn't live without. When we got back the boy un-willingly helped me get some conformation shots of Louis. They came out quite good if I do say so myself.
lol the boy thought this next one was rude, hehe. Everyone knows my horse has a super sexy butt!
Well I just went give the skinny horse his hay cubes and late night meal, and check on every one because of the fireworks. I LOVE MY HORSES! They are awesome. Simple as that. Skinny Saddlebred is alone in the barn (because anything under 15hh, especially project ponies, are to be eaten) and he doesn't care, barely flicks his ears at them. Louis and the little ones outside were hanging out by their tree, just chilling. All this with the fireworks not in town, no, not down the street, nope. 10 FEET FROM MY PASTURE! Directly across the road! Ahh I love having amazing horses.
Well tomorrow I am dragging my Mom to the tack store, she is getting helmet, boots and half chaps. Hehe. Then hopefully I will have time to make the barn spotless and get everyone worked. Oh and I have a little girl interested in Louis for the end of the summer (September or October)! But I will get into that tomorrow...
We went to visit family an hour away for the fourth and watched the parade in their town. They have a cute little bazaar that gets set up in town, but it wasn't as good this year as it has been in the past, didn't find anything I couldn't live without. When we got back the boy un-willingly helped me get some conformation shots of Louis. They came out quite good if I do say so myself.
lol the boy thought this next one was rude, hehe. Everyone knows my horse has a super sexy butt!
Well I just went give the skinny horse his hay cubes and late night meal, and check on every one because of the fireworks. I LOVE MY HORSES! They are awesome. Simple as that. Skinny Saddlebred is alone in the barn (because anything under 15hh, especially project ponies, are to be eaten) and he doesn't care, barely flicks his ears at them. Louis and the little ones outside were hanging out by their tree, just chilling. All this with the fireworks not in town, no, not down the street, nope. 10 FEET FROM MY PASTURE! Directly across the road! Ahh I love having amazing horses.Well tomorrow I am dragging my Mom to the tack store, she is getting helmet, boots and half chaps. Hehe. Then hopefully I will have time to make the barn spotless and get everyone worked. Oh and I have a little girl interested in Louis for the end of the summer (September or October)! But I will get into that tomorrow...
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Pictures!!
Worked with all four horses! Okay well technically my mom rode one of them... But still, all four got some form of exercise. Ponies are really lunging well, although Lily is quite a bit more intelligent... Prophet is steadily improving and mom and Louis are getting up to some sort of fitness level together.
So, Lily first. She is very quick to pick-up on new concepts. She has voice commands down even with all kinds distractions around her (half brother whinnying, bobcat moving pallets, etc.). I think she is rather cute, especially now that she is gaining weight. She is still rather shy and a bit hard to catch but she definitely has more trust in me then she did a couple weeks ago. What do you guys think, cute?
Then there is Toby, he's a little slow... It's not his fault I promise. Actually I don't know that he's stupid, because some times he is a little more conniving than Lily. He is just kind of dull, to aids, to other ponies, to just about everything. I think it might be partially because he is a year younger and has the attention span of a gnat. Either way he is catching on slowly (don't have a good picture of him yet sorry).
Then there is the saddlebred. Prophet. He was quite good tonight. He can go up and down banks!!! I don't know why this was a problem to begin with he just randomly decided that it was way too scary for him. A month or two ago I went riding with a friend and when we tried to cross the river, he had a conniption going up the far bank. So after a bit of a fight and trying to follow Louis across, I decided maybe I could lead him up... Bad idea. He ended up changing his mind at the last second as I was trying to climb back down the bank and he jumped, landing on the back of my right knee. Ended up with a really nasty cut/abrasion/bruise on my leg. It is still a funny shape. See... That was 2 days after.
Then there is Louis! I love Louis! My mom rode him, she hasn't ridden more than twice since she was 13 or 14. We are slowly getting into the habit of riding every other day, which is awesome in my humble opinion! Here are two of the cutest ever pictures of Louis!
Hehe it looks like the telephone pole behind him is coming out of his lip. Lol, photoshop anyone?
Okay, guess I'm done for the night. Plans for tomorrow, lunge ponies with the bit. Dosen't sound too complicated. Wish me luck!
So, Lily first. She is very quick to pick-up on new concepts. She has voice commands down even with all kinds distractions around her (half brother whinnying, bobcat moving pallets, etc.). I think she is rather cute, especially now that she is gaining weight. She is still rather shy and a bit hard to catch but she definitely has more trust in me then she did a couple weeks ago. What do you guys think, cute?
Then there is Toby, he's a little slow... It's not his fault I promise. Actually I don't know that he's stupid, because some times he is a little more conniving than Lily. He is just kind of dull, to aids, to other ponies, to just about everything. I think it might be partially because he is a year younger and has the attention span of a gnat. Either way he is catching on slowly (don't have a good picture of him yet sorry).
Then there is the saddlebred. Prophet. He was quite good tonight. He can go up and down banks!!! I don't know why this was a problem to begin with he just randomly decided that it was way too scary for him. A month or two ago I went riding with a friend and when we tried to cross the river, he had a conniption going up the far bank. So after a bit of a fight and trying to follow Louis across, I decided maybe I could lead him up... Bad idea. He ended up changing his mind at the last second as I was trying to climb back down the bank and he jumped, landing on the back of my right knee. Ended up with a really nasty cut/abrasion/bruise on my leg. It is still a funny shape. See... That was 2 days after.
Then there is Louis! I love Louis! My mom rode him, she hasn't ridden more than twice since she was 13 or 14. We are slowly getting into the habit of riding every other day, which is awesome in my humble opinion! Here are two of the cutest ever pictures of Louis!
Hehe it looks like the telephone pole behind him is coming out of his lip. Lol, photoshop anyone?
Okay, guess I'm done for the night. Plans for tomorrow, lunge ponies with the bit. Dosen't sound too complicated. Wish me luck!
alright, alright...
I'm updating! Yay! Time for a celebration! Ok sorry, done with the fake sarcasm. I am updating purely for selfish reasons, to brag about how amazing the projects ponies were last night!! Both the young ones experienced a lovely cold piece of metal in their mouths for the first time, and dealt with it quite well. Although the "this strange object won't come out of my mouth" faces will never fail to amuse me, they put up way less fuss then my silly saddlebred did.
Also during last nights learning extravaganza was the cementing of voice commands on the lunge. Both solidly listen to "walk on" "whoa" and *kiss*. Which is great, especially when a certain naughty pony goes under a certain stall guard and proceeds to hightail it out the barn door, stopping on a dime at "Lily! Whoa!" My favorite lesson of the night however, was when I say "eh eh" or "HEY!" It transfers to stop what your doing immediately and await further instruction. Best used when someone is trying to come in from the pasture before their turn etc.
It has just occurred to me that I haven't even introduced the project ponies... PPs consist of Lily a 3 year old TWH/Haflinger and Toby a 2 year old Belgian/Haflinger. Their owner wanted both of them "started" however when they got to my house neither was in any condition to start any sort of work, and Toby in particular has a lot more growing to do. So both of them have learned everything else that will come in handy as a respectable equine citizen. I.E. how to stand for bathing, mane pulling, fly-spraying, grooming, tacking-up, clipping and how not to be an idiot when separated from their half sibling for the first time in 2 years, ugh. Lily looks like she may be gaining enough weight to warrant an additional 30 days training of actual ground driving/under saddle work. However I haven't decided on this yet. No matter what Toby will be going back out to pasture for another year, with his owners new found information on young horse nutrition.
Their dad does have a full haflinger who is 6 or 7 years old who he wants started undersaddle as well, I've met this one, he is corpulent and could definitely benefit from learning a new job. He will probably be up for sale in September or October if every thing goes well. Anyone in New England looking for a green broke 14ish hand haffy gelding? He is quite cute actually, hehe and his name is Tom.
Ok so, hopefully there will be less time between updates in the future. I will try my best. Maybe next time I will update on my actual life, although that is a much less exciting subject. Apologies in advance...
Also during last nights learning extravaganza was the cementing of voice commands on the lunge. Both solidly listen to "walk on" "whoa" and *kiss*. Which is great, especially when a certain naughty pony goes under a certain stall guard and proceeds to hightail it out the barn door, stopping on a dime at "Lily! Whoa!" My favorite lesson of the night however, was when I say "eh eh" or "HEY!" It transfers to stop what your doing immediately and await further instruction. Best used when someone is trying to come in from the pasture before their turn etc.
It has just occurred to me that I haven't even introduced the project ponies... PPs consist of Lily a 3 year old TWH/Haflinger and Toby a 2 year old Belgian/Haflinger. Their owner wanted both of them "started" however when they got to my house neither was in any condition to start any sort of work, and Toby in particular has a lot more growing to do. So both of them have learned everything else that will come in handy as a respectable equine citizen. I.E. how to stand for bathing, mane pulling, fly-spraying, grooming, tacking-up, clipping and how not to be an idiot when separated from their half sibling for the first time in 2 years, ugh. Lily looks like she may be gaining enough weight to warrant an additional 30 days training of actual ground driving/under saddle work. However I haven't decided on this yet. No matter what Toby will be going back out to pasture for another year, with his owners new found information on young horse nutrition.
Their dad does have a full haflinger who is 6 or 7 years old who he wants started undersaddle as well, I've met this one, he is corpulent and could definitely benefit from learning a new job. He will probably be up for sale in September or October if every thing goes well. Anyone in New England looking for a green broke 14ish hand haffy gelding? He is quite cute actually, hehe and his name is Tom.
Ok so, hopefully there will be less time between updates in the future. I will try my best. Maybe next time I will update on my actual life, although that is a much less exciting subject. Apologies in advance...
Monday, May 19, 2008
Horrible
I am most definitely the absolute worst procrastinator in the entire world. So I didn't blog for awhile, because I had no one who was reading it, but then I started thinking, this is supposed to be for me right? Now I am taking an oath of honesty, for my blog anyway. I am going to set real goals and I am going to try and reach those goals, and if I don't then I will post about it honestly. Here goes...
1) Ride both of my horses 5 days week. Or at the very least lunge SSS (Super Skinny Saddlebred) but only two or three times per week, he needs to be ridden!
2)Actually eat less junk (not just say that)
3)Start running 5 days a week again. (I was so good for awhile there...)
4)Decide what I want to do with my life and how to get there.
5)Go to 2 shows this summer. SSS is only required to actually participate in one of them.
Okay, so it's Monday, I have only wasted one day this week. Could be worse. I will procrastinate less, I will, I will, I will! However, right now I have to go to bed so that I actually have energy for said goals.
1) Ride both of my horses 5 days week. Or at the very least lunge SSS (Super Skinny Saddlebred) but only two or three times per week, he needs to be ridden!
2)Actually eat less junk (not just say that)
3)Start running 5 days a week again. (I was so good for awhile there...)
4)Decide what I want to do with my life and how to get there.
5)Go to 2 shows this summer. SSS is only required to actually participate in one of them.
Okay, so it's Monday, I have only wasted one day this week. Could be worse. I will procrastinate less, I will, I will, I will! However, right now I have to go to bed so that I actually have energy for said goals.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
wow
I hate money, why can't I get things in trade like the good old days. I love my car, a 1999 GMC Suburban, but it is so impractical. I know, I know, duh. However when I got it I didn't really have a choice, I needed something to pull my horse trailer and it would have been simply unsafe to have anything smaller, who knew it was going to cost me $700 for tires. Now however I can't afford to keep it but I can't afford to get rid of it yet either.
I don't understand how I can be working full-time and be making nothing, oh yea I get paid shit. I need another job, but I don't have anytime. I already covered this, sorry. I want to go on vacation.
I got the aforementioned device implanted in my arm. It didn't hurt, it was just very strange, I now have a small plastic stick in my arm.
I have absolutely no concentration, probably a bad idea to blog at this time. I apologize for the random collection of thoughts. I will try again tomorrow.
I don't understand how I can be working full-time and be making nothing, oh yea I get paid shit. I need another job, but I don't have anytime. I already covered this, sorry. I want to go on vacation.
I got the aforementioned device implanted in my arm. It didn't hurt, it was just very strange, I now have a small plastic stick in my arm.
I have absolutely no concentration, probably a bad idea to blog at this time. I apologize for the random collection of thoughts. I will try again tomorrow.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Grump grump grump
So I didn't post the last day or two because I was grumpy. I don't do much at all when I am in a bad mood I mostly just spread my ill temper around. I didn't ride, I didn't do much of anything constructive, I just went to work and made myself more grumpy. Currently, I hate my job. My manager, who has maybe half my I.Q. thinks I'm a skeez. How stupid would you have to be to steal money from your own drawer? Duh. My lack of ability in the change counting department aside, can anyone really make themselves feel bad for not paying for a soda at McDonald's? It's fucking McDonald's, where are all the hippies?
So now I am in a conundrum, I am officially sick of being treated like a brain dead zombie at work, I simply am not paid enough. However I don't know what to do. I would like to put out an ad for horse training and quit my fastfood lifestyle but thats a pretty big risk, it is very likely that no one will want what few training skills I have. I don't have the money to not be working, although as it is I don't have the money when I am working, I could use a second job, but I have no time either,ugh.
I suppose I could cut down my hours at the hell hole and use that time to either find a second job that pays better or to start a training endeavor. At least then I would have another one or two bigger (hah) paychecks coming so hopefully I would be able to find something to do before they ran out. Hmm, I will consider this.
In other news, on Tuesday I am getting the mother of all birth control. It is called Implanon, and is new enough that they don't have obnoxious commercials that cause awkward moments when you are watching television with family. It is a little hormone soaked plastic stick that goes in your arm, only one instead of six like a previous products, that gives all the benefits of being on the pill without the taking of the pill. Oh yea, and it last for 3 years! How fucking outstanding is that. I am psyched to say the least. So in a couple days I can have unprotected sex with a un-previously mentioned partner (monogamis though we are). Yay.
So now I am in a conundrum, I am officially sick of being treated like a brain dead zombie at work, I simply am not paid enough. However I don't know what to do. I would like to put out an ad for horse training and quit my fastfood lifestyle but thats a pretty big risk, it is very likely that no one will want what few training skills I have. I don't have the money to not be working, although as it is I don't have the money when I am working, I could use a second job, but I have no time either,ugh.
I suppose I could cut down my hours at the hell hole and use that time to either find a second job that pays better or to start a training endeavor. At least then I would have another one or two bigger (hah) paychecks coming so hopefully I would be able to find something to do before they ran out. Hmm, I will consider this.
In other news, on Tuesday I am getting the mother of all birth control. It is called Implanon, and is new enough that they don't have obnoxious commercials that cause awkward moments when you are watching television with family. It is a little hormone soaked plastic stick that goes in your arm, only one instead of six like a previous products, that gives all the benefits of being on the pill without the taking of the pill. Oh yea, and it last for 3 years! How fucking outstanding is that. I am psyched to say the least. So in a couple days I can have unprotected sex with a un-previously mentioned partner (monogamis though we are). Yay.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Horses are Dumb
I have this lovely rope electric fencing (electra-braid I believe). It took forever to put all the posts in the ground, set-up all the insulators and actually string the fence,it also cost a small fortune. Now it is guaranteed for something like 6years and none of the five horses or four cows that I have ever had turned out during the last 5 years have gotten loose while the fence was hot. however it is not invincible...
This morning when I got up, my normally impeccable fence was lying on the ground. Now I have had vandals before and my horses are so terrified of the fencing my first thoughts were to blame the sketchy neighbor's kids. So almost jumping up and down with frustration I fixed it best I could and was just a minute or two late for work.
Then early this evening when it was still a good seventy degrees (amazing for April in Vermont) and so I headed out the the barn super excited about riding my little green baby. I skip down the driveway day-dreaming about having a nice stress free ride learning to hand gallop (baby, not me) and popping over a couple little crossrails, needless to say, this was not meant to be. Sure enough, I catch him in his paddock bring him and start grooming, alls well until I get to his left front cannon... Its just hot and swollen enough to warrant the the day off at the least.
So I was doomed to finish the fixing of the fence which took until dusk, leaving no time for riding my fun and fully trained horse. Oh well... There is always tomorrow.
This morning when I got up, my normally impeccable fence was lying on the ground. Now I have had vandals before and my horses are so terrified of the fencing my first thoughts were to blame the sketchy neighbor's kids. So almost jumping up and down with frustration I fixed it best I could and was just a minute or two late for work.
Then early this evening when it was still a good seventy degrees (amazing for April in Vermont) and so I headed out the the barn super excited about riding my little green baby. I skip down the driveway day-dreaming about having a nice stress free ride learning to hand gallop (baby, not me) and popping over a couple little crossrails, needless to say, this was not meant to be. Sure enough, I catch him in his paddock bring him and start grooming, alls well until I get to his left front cannon... Its just hot and swollen enough to warrant the the day off at the least.
So I was doomed to finish the fixing of the fence which took until dusk, leaving no time for riding my fun and fully trained horse. Oh well... There is always tomorrow.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Crazy?
So I won't deny that I am slightly off color as far as my sanity goes, however I found a site that makes me feel a little less of a lunatic. Americansaddlebredsporthorse.com
Its a very sane corner of the web that talks all about how saddlebreds can in fact do dressage and even *gasp* jump! It has classifieds for other slight crazies, forums, articles and helpful links.
When I got my saddlebred baby most people just laughed at me, a close friend of mine refuses to admit that he is not ugly and at best I am praised for "thinking outside the box." Now granted, he is hard to get used to, is rather narrow and gumby-like, but he is a total sweet heart (now that he has ground manners) and learns super fast.
On a good day he properly walks, trots, canters, leg-yields and stretches over his back in a long loose frame. On a bad day... he goes around like a giraffe, refuses to bend and prefers to go sideways. However there are many more good days than bad and the bad days are slowly becoming bad warm-ups.
He has been "started" over crossrails, if started can be scaled down to include 2 days a month or more ago when a friend decided he would be cute as a jumper. He was! He was forward and willing and brought his little black knees up to his eyes. I can't wait for the snow to finish melting so I can continue his slightly stunted jumping education!
All-in-all, he's weird but not half as weird as me and therefore I am destined to like him, and hopefully sell him this summer for some kind of prophet...(haha)
Its a very sane corner of the web that talks all about how saddlebreds can in fact do dressage and even *gasp* jump! It has classifieds for other slight crazies, forums, articles and helpful links.
When I got my saddlebred baby most people just laughed at me, a close friend of mine refuses to admit that he is not ugly and at best I am praised for "thinking outside the box." Now granted, he is hard to get used to, is rather narrow and gumby-like, but he is a total sweet heart (now that he has ground manners) and learns super fast.
On a good day he properly walks, trots, canters, leg-yields and stretches over his back in a long loose frame. On a bad day... he goes around like a giraffe, refuses to bend and prefers to go sideways. However there are many more good days than bad and the bad days are slowly becoming bad warm-ups.
He has been "started" over crossrails, if started can be scaled down to include 2 days a month or more ago when a friend decided he would be cute as a jumper. He was! He was forward and willing and brought his little black knees up to his eyes. I can't wait for the snow to finish melting so I can continue his slightly stunted jumping education!
All-in-all, he's weird but not half as weird as me and therefore I am destined to like him, and hopefully sell him this summer for some kind of prophet...(haha)
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
If I Had a Topic, I Would Be Off
I don't get celebrities. When you get into the kind of business, aren't you prepared to become famous? I mean unless you suck, but your still hoping right? So I have no sympathy for them when they have creepy people stalking them and cameras in their faces constantly. I also don't understand all the people who defend their "right to privacy."
Honestly people, they know what they have coming, and seriously they fucking deserve it. There are plenty of famous people who keep their private lives private. Take Kate Moennig, she is an actress from L-Word, and is plenty famous in her own right (a personal obsession of mine). The public doesn't even know if she dates men or women! She wanted to keep that a secret, and has done so. Remember when Angelina Jolie disappeared for a couple months, possibly years? No one knew where she went, she stopped making movies and apparently fell off the end of the earth. She came back when she was ready. Many stars have done this over the years, leave the spotlight for awhile, and return when they feel inclined to do so.
I guess I feel kind of bad for them when paparazzi interrupt private moments, but granted they are having their "private" moments in public places, a.k.a. a restaurant. I don't know, I guess I am just saying that in all businesses you have some good and some bad. For those in music and movies you get paid out the ass for a little bit of talent, but you have to have every single moment of your life televised as well, thats life I guess.
Honestly people, they know what they have coming, and seriously they fucking deserve it. There are plenty of famous people who keep their private lives private. Take Kate Moennig, she is an actress from L-Word, and is plenty famous in her own right (a personal obsession of mine). The public doesn't even know if she dates men or women! She wanted to keep that a secret, and has done so. Remember when Angelina Jolie disappeared for a couple months, possibly years? No one knew where she went, she stopped making movies and apparently fell off the end of the earth. She came back when she was ready. Many stars have done this over the years, leave the spotlight for awhile, and return when they feel inclined to do so.
I guess I feel kind of bad for them when paparazzi interrupt private moments, but granted they are having their "private" moments in public places, a.k.a. a restaurant. I don't know, I guess I am just saying that in all businesses you have some good and some bad. For those in music and movies you get paid out the ass for a little bit of talent, but you have to have every single moment of your life televised as well, thats life I guess.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Times Change, but not for long
So I think I will be crying near the end of the summer. I would like to live in a big city for awhile, I have always wanted to, which means no horses. I decided that while I can never sell my draft cross, I could part with him for a lease to the right home. I posted an ad on dreamhorse and lo and behold I got a couple responses. Granted I didn't think it would take long, he is sound and has no vices and can do anything you ask of him, but still I wasn't ready to look reality in the face quite yet.
Louis and I have done anything and everything riding bareback and double in huge open fields. Showing at serious snooty dressage shows (and kicking ass) and at little disorganized low level events (and kicking ass). Pony club, 4-H you name we have probably tried it, and succeeded. He has been trailered as far as from Florida to Vermont and as near as numerous friends houses for the weekend. I've been with many trainers, some serious and scary some laid-back bordering on dangerous. Done natural horsemanship, dressage, eventing, jumpers and *shudder* a little bit of hunters.
Through all this he has learned new things and taught me many many more. Though some mornings he might be grumpy he has never been mean or malicious in anyway. I will make sure that where ever he is going he will get the best of care and will always have a place to come home to. I can only hope that whatever young rider is privileged enough to get him will respect him and appreciate him that way I have.
I don't know if I will be going anywhere far away anytime soon, but I surmise that I won't be away from horses for very long, and therefore soon enough I will be able to pick up where I left off with my beatific pony.
Louis and I have done anything and everything riding bareback and double in huge open fields. Showing at serious snooty dressage shows (and kicking ass) and at little disorganized low level events (and kicking ass). Pony club, 4-H you name we have probably tried it, and succeeded. He has been trailered as far as from Florida to Vermont and as near as numerous friends houses for the weekend. I've been with many trainers, some serious and scary some laid-back bordering on dangerous. Done natural horsemanship, dressage, eventing, jumpers and *shudder* a little bit of hunters.
Through all this he has learned new things and taught me many many more. Though some mornings he might be grumpy he has never been mean or malicious in anyway. I will make sure that where ever he is going he will get the best of care and will always have a place to come home to. I can only hope that whatever young rider is privileged enough to get him will respect him and appreciate him that way I have.
I don't know if I will be going anywhere far away anytime soon, but I surmise that I won't be away from horses for very long, and therefore soon enough I will be able to pick up where I left off with my beatific pony.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
First blog, yay?
So I have never had a public blog, mostly it will be a small day-to-day of my life. Yes I am a college dropout. I don't know what I want to do with my life, but I thought putting down my thoughts might be useful in the future.
I went to a tiny high school in Vermont, barely graduated and went on to a single year at the University of Findlay in Findlay, Ohio. I was an equestrian major (horseback riding), and just to let you know, this degree is bullshit. You learn everything you would learn taking lessons and hanging around a well -run barn, except you pay $28,000 a year.
After my disastrous year of college, I worked at my families nursery for the summer. During that summer I dumped my boyfriend of 3 years, who had moved to Ohio for me, tragic I know, for my best friend. (That makes me bi for future reference) Then while still with her I moved to Maryland to be working student at an amazing eventing farm. I would have loved it, if my heart had not been in Vermont. So although I came up with other reasons to justify my leaving, it was truly because I was desperately lonely. I found a similar job at what seemed like a decent dressage farm, only to have my boss lose her mind 2 weeks later.
Not a week after this the girl I had moved back to Vermont for dumped me. Karma can really bite you in the ass can't it? So now I was left with no money, a truck and trailer, two horses I was responsible to keep fed and very un-understanding parents. Which is how I ended up here, working at McDonalds to pay for my horses grain. I don't know where I want to go, or how to get there. For now, I will just have to be content.
Ali
I went to a tiny high school in Vermont, barely graduated and went on to a single year at the University of Findlay in Findlay, Ohio. I was an equestrian major (horseback riding), and just to let you know, this degree is bullshit. You learn everything you would learn taking lessons and hanging around a well -run barn, except you pay $28,000 a year.
After my disastrous year of college, I worked at my families nursery for the summer. During that summer I dumped my boyfriend of 3 years, who had moved to Ohio for me, tragic I know, for my best friend. (That makes me bi for future reference) Then while still with her I moved to Maryland to be working student at an amazing eventing farm. I would have loved it, if my heart had not been in Vermont. So although I came up with other reasons to justify my leaving, it was truly because I was desperately lonely. I found a similar job at what seemed like a decent dressage farm, only to have my boss lose her mind 2 weeks later.
Not a week after this the girl I had moved back to Vermont for dumped me. Karma can really bite you in the ass can't it? So now I was left with no money, a truck and trailer, two horses I was responsible to keep fed and very un-understanding parents. Which is how I ended up here, working at McDonalds to pay for my horses grain. I don't know where I want to go, or how to get there. For now, I will just have to be content.
Ali
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