It still did not warm up enough to send ponies outside. I don't believe we even broke 0 degrees today. Everyone is taking it in stride. I am glad I made the stalls big enough for everyone to move around in. Only one pony is in a 8X 10 which is a tad small for her. But no one is crabby today!
Hopefully tomorrow I can send them out for a bit to stretch their legs.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Weekend
Not much happened this weekend, ponies were stalled since Thursday night due to sub zero temperatures and windchills that once again reached depths I care not to experience.
Last night I spent time surfing the net and I found a contest in which I entered, of all things - review items that I use everyday (almost) in my pony world. I had fun writing the few reviews -- the directions said to make it entertaining, so I did. We'll see if I win.
Sunday I went on a visitation to a friends house and enjoyed her children's company as well as hers. Came home and did chores - late, but everyone survived.
And so goes, off to give the ponies their tuck in (when the weather is this cold, I feed 2 extra feedings of hay to stave off the cold) the ponies. One more day and we start thawing out again! LOL!
Last night I spent time surfing the net and I found a contest in which I entered, of all things - review items that I use everyday (almost) in my pony world. I had fun writing the few reviews -- the directions said to make it entertaining, so I did. We'll see if I win.
Sunday I went on a visitation to a friends house and enjoyed her children's company as well as hers. Came home and did chores - late, but everyone survived.
And so goes, off to give the ponies their tuck in (when the weather is this cold, I feed 2 extra feedings of hay to stave off the cold) the ponies. One more day and we start thawing out again! LOL!
Friday, January 23, 2009
Can we say deep freeze again?
Have you checked your freezer lately? Did you leave the door open accidentally? I am wondering because it is below zero again where I live and it is expected to stay that way for a few days again.
The ponies stayed in today, we had 30 mph and gusty winds from the North. Even though the thermometer read 13 above, the windchill said -15. Fun? I think not.
So not too much got done today. I just played with the babies a bit, talked to each pony individually. Not much else. So I spent time on the internet reading articles about the equine industry and what laws are being passed by each state.
One disturbing article was from New Hampshire - they are going to try to pass a law that each horse has to have a rabies license. Not only that, the vet has to come out and administer the rabies vaccinations for each, which includes the rabies shot and possibly a certificate stating so. Which most likely will also have a small fee attached to it. Then each horse's record will have to be taken into the nearest municipality and registered and given a licensed tag. The cost will be $25 to start out with. So imagining - it will be $100 per horse to get its license all said and done.
I already have the vet come out and vaccinate on my place, we have discussed rabies shots, but my vet hasn't heard of a rabies case in horses in my area in all his years of practice. So what does that tell you? Does New Hampshire have some sort of rabies issue in the equine world we are not aware of??
Not only that I read another article regarding how the 2009 United States Congress and House will deal with the Equine Industry. Did you know we generate $102 Billion and add 1.4 million jobs to the economy? At one time the Equine industry was the 5th largest industry in the US.
Basically the article wonders if all the recent bills passed that helps the average equine business increase its business a bit by allowing $250,000 in tax deductions, but that had expired as of the end of 2008.
'The increase of the Section 179 expense deduction to $250,000, and the reinstatement of bonus depreciation, were included in last year's tax stimulus bill. Both expired at the end of 2008, but the American Horse Council thinks it is likely that Congress will extend both provisions in this year's stimulus bill.'
We'll see if this holds true. On another note, it is highly unlikely anything else gets tied up as the Ag jobs falls by the wayside in 2009 Congress. Surely there will be other legislation evolving and introduced, but....
'No matter what legislation is introduced in the coming months, it will be important for the new Congress to hear from members of the horse industry. This is why the AHC, in cooperation with its member organizations, has launched a new grassroots initiative called the Congressional Cavalry program. All individual horse owners, breeders, veterinarians, trainers, competitors, recreational riders, service providers, or anyone who desire to join the grassroots efforts of the horse community in Washington, are encouraged to join. Through this free program the AHC will let you know when legislation that affects the horse industry is introduced and when and how to contact your members of Congress. To sign up for this program call the AHC at (202) 296-4031.'
Let' s hope are voices are heard.
The ponies stayed in today, we had 30 mph and gusty winds from the North. Even though the thermometer read 13 above, the windchill said -15. Fun? I think not.
So not too much got done today. I just played with the babies a bit, talked to each pony individually. Not much else. So I spent time on the internet reading articles about the equine industry and what laws are being passed by each state.
One disturbing article was from New Hampshire - they are going to try to pass a law that each horse has to have a rabies license. Not only that, the vet has to come out and administer the rabies vaccinations for each, which includes the rabies shot and possibly a certificate stating so. Which most likely will also have a small fee attached to it. Then each horse's record will have to be taken into the nearest municipality and registered and given a licensed tag. The cost will be $25 to start out with. So imagining - it will be $100 per horse to get its license all said and done.
I already have the vet come out and vaccinate on my place, we have discussed rabies shots, but my vet hasn't heard of a rabies case in horses in my area in all his years of practice. So what does that tell you? Does New Hampshire have some sort of rabies issue in the equine world we are not aware of??
Not only that I read another article regarding how the 2009 United States Congress and House will deal with the Equine Industry. Did you know we generate $102 Billion and add 1.4 million jobs to the economy? At one time the Equine industry was the 5th largest industry in the US.
Basically the article wonders if all the recent bills passed that helps the average equine business increase its business a bit by allowing $250,000 in tax deductions, but that had expired as of the end of 2008.
'The increase of the Section 179 expense deduction to $250,000, and the reinstatement of bonus depreciation, were included in last year's tax stimulus bill. Both expired at the end of 2008, but the American Horse Council thinks it is likely that Congress will extend both provisions in this year's stimulus bill.'
We'll see if this holds true. On another note, it is highly unlikely anything else gets tied up as the Ag jobs falls by the wayside in 2009 Congress. Surely there will be other legislation evolving and introduced, but....
'No matter what legislation is introduced in the coming months, it will be important for the new Congress to hear from members of the horse industry. This is why the AHC, in cooperation with its member organizations, has launched a new grassroots initiative called the Congressional Cavalry program. All individual horse owners, breeders, veterinarians, trainers, competitors, recreational riders, service providers, or anyone who desire to join the grassroots efforts of the horse community in Washington, are encouraged to join. Through this free program the AHC will let you know when legislation that affects the horse industry is introduced and when and how to contact your members of Congress. To sign up for this program call the AHC at (202) 296-4031.'
Let' s hope are voices are heard.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
My Private Christmas Mornings
Opening the barn door, in the morning, just after sunrise, is always an intriguing gamble. You never know what you will be walking into. Take this morning for instance. I opened the barn door and cooed my normal 'Morning Babies, its just me', which normally promotes rustling of hooves, shifting of weight, which is incredibly audible, and rattling of feed pans or water buckets, whichever is handiest, and the wonderful sound of nickers. All this excitement reeks of Christmas morning and tiny tots with presents galore. And I get this every morning-- okay well most mornings.
If you recall, I put up a 10X16 stall and the two weanling (now considered yearlings) fillies in there. Of course, rushing the night before against the impeccable timing of the sun going down - I only tied their gates to their respective poles to secure their settings.
This morning I opened the door, all to my private Christmas morning, finding all the normalcy in the world with one exception. Many of the ties that secured the gates of the fillies stalls were dangling loosely from their posts. And a surprised filly with a yellow tie hanging from her mouth. Lady had too much time or too much energy on her hands. I am not quite sure, but after checking out the gates and fillies out, there was no foul play, just good old fashioned fun for them.
I took the yellow tie out of her mouth and congratulated her on staying 'in' all night and not letting herself out to play. And then made the promise that I would fix her wagon as soon as possible.
As the day waned, I found myself in front of a not too happy boy. His stall was the last to get mucked out from the previous weeks deep freeze. You might ask, how do I know he was unhappy with his stall - well he had a nice little pile of hay that he decided to use as a pee box in front of his stall. And it was rank by the time I mucked it all out. When I brought my little boy back in, he was delighted again as he had a fresh bale of shavings laid out waiting for him, and he didn't waste a moment of his time taking in the indulgence laid before him. He was fully clothed in shavings in a matter of seconds and a sigh of happiness escaped his carriage into the air.
Tulip - now my Tulip - got her real first spanking for not listening to WHOA today. I was adding water to her bucket and the gate was left open with enough temptation for her to try to rush by. She tried it twice and I told her WHOA twice and back up once. Which she did. But the temptation got the better of her and she blasted past me. Of course me, I had a bucket of water I was pouring into her stall mates bucket, which spilled all over the place and I was almost knocked off my feet. She didn't go far, just down the way to her other friend's stall, whom had her ration of alfalfa hay for the night.
I had a thought that she was starving. I went over to her and she let me catch her right off the bat. I scolded her. Started to lead her back and she stopped dead in her tracks. Well that's when the 'pop' came. It surprised her and she decided following me would be better than being 'popped'. So we went back to her stall. When I put her in, the stall not as open as when she rushed out, was still a bit of a temptation, so we had a 'No you can't rush out the stall door' talk. And it left her in a state of 'Gosh - I need to think about this'. And so I closed her stall door and let her.
Between my own private Christmas mornings and disciplining of children, it seems my days are full and never dull.
If you recall, I put up a 10X16 stall and the two weanling (now considered yearlings) fillies in there. Of course, rushing the night before against the impeccable timing of the sun going down - I only tied their gates to their respective poles to secure their settings.
This morning I opened the door, all to my private Christmas morning, finding all the normalcy in the world with one exception. Many of the ties that secured the gates of the fillies stalls were dangling loosely from their posts. And a surprised filly with a yellow tie hanging from her mouth. Lady had too much time or too much energy on her hands. I am not quite sure, but after checking out the gates and fillies out, there was no foul play, just good old fashioned fun for them.
I took the yellow tie out of her mouth and congratulated her on staying 'in' all night and not letting herself out to play. And then made the promise that I would fix her wagon as soon as possible.
As the day waned, I found myself in front of a not too happy boy. His stall was the last to get mucked out from the previous weeks deep freeze. You might ask, how do I know he was unhappy with his stall - well he had a nice little pile of hay that he decided to use as a pee box in front of his stall. And it was rank by the time I mucked it all out. When I brought my little boy back in, he was delighted again as he had a fresh bale of shavings laid out waiting for him, and he didn't waste a moment of his time taking in the indulgence laid before him. He was fully clothed in shavings in a matter of seconds and a sigh of happiness escaped his carriage into the air.
Tulip - now my Tulip - got her real first spanking for not listening to WHOA today. I was adding water to her bucket and the gate was left open with enough temptation for her to try to rush by. She tried it twice and I told her WHOA twice and back up once. Which she did. But the temptation got the better of her and she blasted past me. Of course me, I had a bucket of water I was pouring into her stall mates bucket, which spilled all over the place and I was almost knocked off my feet. She didn't go far, just down the way to her other friend's stall, whom had her ration of alfalfa hay for the night.
I had a thought that she was starving. I went over to her and she let me catch her right off the bat. I scolded her. Started to lead her back and she stopped dead in her tracks. Well that's when the 'pop' came. It surprised her and she decided following me would be better than being 'popped'. So we went back to her stall. When I put her in, the stall not as open as when she rushed out, was still a bit of a temptation, so we had a 'No you can't rush out the stall door' talk. And it left her in a state of 'Gosh - I need to think about this'. And so I closed her stall door and let her.
Between my own private Christmas mornings and disciplining of children, it seems my days are full and never dull.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
BEAUTIFULL DAY!
Well it wasn't exactly 32 degrees out - but, it was warm enough today. I did it, got two more posts set in the frozen tundra ground. Okay I know they will have to be reset in the spring, but, for weanlings, it will do. I will have to permanently put the gates up tomorrow, but I did get them secured for the night and the babies are now in a big 10X16 stall, which later will be split in half and they each have their own stalls.
So everyone tonight was bratty - okay not everyone, but all the mares and fillies were brats. Sugar ducked through a gate and visited the boys. Someone ought to tell her she is already knocked up! Tulip got popped for almost knocking me over being flamboyant. Honey decided she didn't like her stall tonight and it took 3 times to get her completely inside the stall! Opal jumped all over the place like a little puppy dog - sheesh! I had my hands full. Don't know what was in the water today, but.....
I have one more stall to muck out. But I just got in, its 9pm - I am so tired! But it is a good day, despite the upset barn, because I moved ponies around (its like moving furniture on your husband when he isn't looking!), it seems everyone will be settled down shortly. Chores will be just a bit easier when everyone has their own stall. It will be dump and run! YIPPPEEE! No more babysitting!
Okay, gotta go rest the tired dogs.
So everyone tonight was bratty - okay not everyone, but all the mares and fillies were brats. Sugar ducked through a gate and visited the boys. Someone ought to tell her she is already knocked up! Tulip got popped for almost knocking me over being flamboyant. Honey decided she didn't like her stall tonight and it took 3 times to get her completely inside the stall! Opal jumped all over the place like a little puppy dog - sheesh! I had my hands full. Don't know what was in the water today, but.....
I have one more stall to muck out. But I just got in, its 9pm - I am so tired! But it is a good day, despite the upset barn, because I moved ponies around (its like moving furniture on your husband when he isn't looking!), it seems everyone will be settled down shortly. Chores will be just a bit easier when everyone has their own stall. It will be dump and run! YIPPPEEE! No more babysitting!
Okay, gotta go rest the tired dogs.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
And just a big ole hello!
Just a big ole hello - seems my 2 year old Mizzie woke up today! She was all over the pasture - making her own headway, instead of trailering behind Tulip. She showed attitude, charisma and spunk! Came up to me all by her little lonesome without checking with the older mares and fillies. Just before I brought her in, she was tail swishing all the way across the pasture from one end to the other, a bright streak of bay and white! Tulip watch out!
Tulip on the other hand, did the most marvelous thing tonight when she came in. I tucked Mizzie into her stall and then asked Tulip to stand pretty, and by gosh, after two little shuffles with her hinnie - she stepped back, stepped up and held her head high, with only a touch on the lead! WHOOHOOOO Tulip! So, if you know me, I ask for the extra. I asked her to extend her nose to my palm, and after asking her to flatten her hips, she pressed for the gold! Another WHOOOOHOOO Tulip! What a pretty picture that will be in the ring. I couldn't contain myself - I jumped up and down and then hugged her. And to my atonishment - she let me drool all over her. Okay for a minute, then she, being the teenager that she is, was too embarrassed to have me hanging on her, she ducked and ran for her stall. Okay but I am still jumping for joy! I won't ask for a couple more nights, but if she will give this to me on queue, WOW!
Smokie was filled with fun and frolick today and he is begging to get back to training. I have two more stalls to muck out from last week yet, but I think the ponies feel it - warmer weather! Will have to pull out the rig and set him up.
Pregger mares were laying down in the sun on top of hay out in the pastures, it was great to see them relaxed.
My two babies are starting to ask for more attention. Lady is letting me pat her all over, and she backs up to me, just like her big sister and wants a butt scratch! It is too hilarious, I have three in the barn that live for the butt scratch. Cowboy dances while you scratch his itchies. Lady reaches for the heavens and Tulip just presses hard into the scratch. I need to get the cactus cloth out and start using that instead of my gloved hands. I go through so many pairs of gloves with these guys!
As I said, two more stalls to much out tomorrow and then things will hopefully go back to normal, things can resume. Ahhhhh.
Tulip on the other hand, did the most marvelous thing tonight when she came in. I tucked Mizzie into her stall and then asked Tulip to stand pretty, and by gosh, after two little shuffles with her hinnie - she stepped back, stepped up and held her head high, with only a touch on the lead! WHOOHOOOO Tulip! So, if you know me, I ask for the extra. I asked her to extend her nose to my palm, and after asking her to flatten her hips, she pressed for the gold! Another WHOOOOHOOO Tulip! What a pretty picture that will be in the ring. I couldn't contain myself - I jumped up and down and then hugged her. And to my atonishment - she let me drool all over her. Okay for a minute, then she, being the teenager that she is, was too embarrassed to have me hanging on her, she ducked and ran for her stall. Okay but I am still jumping for joy! I won't ask for a couple more nights, but if she will give this to me on queue, WOW!
Smokie was filled with fun and frolick today and he is begging to get back to training. I have two more stalls to muck out from last week yet, but I think the ponies feel it - warmer weather! Will have to pull out the rig and set him up.
Pregger mares were laying down in the sun on top of hay out in the pastures, it was great to see them relaxed.
My two babies are starting to ask for more attention. Lady is letting me pat her all over, and she backs up to me, just like her big sister and wants a butt scratch! It is too hilarious, I have three in the barn that live for the butt scratch. Cowboy dances while you scratch his itchies. Lady reaches for the heavens and Tulip just presses hard into the scratch. I need to get the cactus cloth out and start using that instead of my gloved hands. I go through so many pairs of gloves with these guys!
As I said, two more stalls to much out tomorrow and then things will hopefully go back to normal, things can resume. Ahhhhh.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Whew!
Well the wind was considerably less today. I only have 4 more stalls to cleanse all the way to the floor mats! YIPPPEE!
Well on one of my breaks I was sitting reading some of the emails I have received and I looked ou the window and low and behold a head held high and a huge tail flag was going from one side of the pasture to the other in high tail fashion was a pony on a mission. The mission today was 'Kill The Bale'. I mean if you were to see this you would roll over on the floor laughing. Tulip decided she was going to kill the bale of hay on the other side of the pasture. I watched as she jauntily picked up speed and headed straight for it. I thought she would stop, but nope, she cruised right over the top of it. Non too gracefully either. She kind of half fell, half tripped and then picked herself up like a dizzy blond that tripped over her own feet and barely caught herself upright. The other ponies stepped back about 2 steps and stared at her.
Tulip wasn't done either, she popped her head up and bowled her shoulder into the bale and proceeded to try to move it to some unknown destination. Not moving it, she reared up her front feet and pounced on the bale. She hung out for several seconds and then tried to jump up and over the bale. Not succeeding , Tulip trotted a few feet away and turned around, looked at everyone, like nothing ever happened.
But the other ponies didn't let it slide - they each took a turn at poking fun at her in their own way. Tulip didn't take it hard though, she started them all running around with their heads cut off. Atta girl Tulip, make it your own, own it! LOL!
My babies are starting to loose their weanling guts ! It could take along time, unless you know the secret. Everyone thinks they can handle grass hay, some omolene 100 or 200 and work their little hooves to death to get rid of their pot guts. But the real trick is, they need all their essentials and a great source of protein, 16% or better. I have seen weanlings turn around in a short time with the correct nutrients. I have also seen weanlings hang onto their weanling pot guts for more than 6 months because their feed program isn't keeping up with their nutritional needs. Then you get a strung out looking yearling. But all is well. I was sweating it, but its all good now.
Oh and speaking of weanlings (who are now really yearlings), my ASPR filly has been watching one Shiner very carefully lately. She has the stolen 'Tucker ball' in her pen right now. I wondered who threw it over the fence in the mares and fillies pasture. This morning I had my answer. Lady picked it up, she was moving it around, and flipping it up and down like Shiner does. Little stinker! Talented she will be.
I did mare check today and I am happy to say, my ASPR mare is starting to look preggers. I wondered for about the past month if she got missed, but she exploded over the cold snap! I have had no doubt on my Classic mare, she is happily preggers. And the maiden mare is starting to stretch her bag out, so she is on track for her due date.
This year I will have to rig up a foaling stall as the first foal is due the end of March, so anytime after March 1st I need to be ready. So I got some of the supplies to insulate the walls and board up the inbetween wall. I have a heater on the way, I will have it ready to go by the first of February and ready for the first foal to arrive.
Its kind of exciting. I love having the babies in the spring and summer. They are so much fun to watch and interact with. Such curious little things. And if you ever want a great kiss - all you have to do is ask and you are bound to get a big wet milk smelling kiss!
Well off to dreaming of new babies for this year!
Well on one of my breaks I was sitting reading some of the emails I have received and I looked ou the window and low and behold a head held high and a huge tail flag was going from one side of the pasture to the other in high tail fashion was a pony on a mission. The mission today was 'Kill The Bale'. I mean if you were to see this you would roll over on the floor laughing. Tulip decided she was going to kill the bale of hay on the other side of the pasture. I watched as she jauntily picked up speed and headed straight for it. I thought she would stop, but nope, she cruised right over the top of it. Non too gracefully either. She kind of half fell, half tripped and then picked herself up like a dizzy blond that tripped over her own feet and barely caught herself upright. The other ponies stepped back about 2 steps and stared at her.
Tulip wasn't done either, she popped her head up and bowled her shoulder into the bale and proceeded to try to move it to some unknown destination. Not moving it, she reared up her front feet and pounced on the bale. She hung out for several seconds and then tried to jump up and over the bale. Not succeeding , Tulip trotted a few feet away and turned around, looked at everyone, like nothing ever happened.
But the other ponies didn't let it slide - they each took a turn at poking fun at her in their own way. Tulip didn't take it hard though, she started them all running around with their heads cut off. Atta girl Tulip, make it your own, own it! LOL!
My babies are starting to loose their weanling guts ! It could take along time, unless you know the secret. Everyone thinks they can handle grass hay, some omolene 100 or 200 and work their little hooves to death to get rid of their pot guts. But the real trick is, they need all their essentials and a great source of protein, 16% or better. I have seen weanlings turn around in a short time with the correct nutrients. I have also seen weanlings hang onto their weanling pot guts for more than 6 months because their feed program isn't keeping up with their nutritional needs. Then you get a strung out looking yearling. But all is well. I was sweating it, but its all good now.
Oh and speaking of weanlings (who are now really yearlings), my ASPR filly has been watching one Shiner very carefully lately. She has the stolen 'Tucker ball' in her pen right now. I wondered who threw it over the fence in the mares and fillies pasture. This morning I had my answer. Lady picked it up, she was moving it around, and flipping it up and down like Shiner does. Little stinker! Talented she will be.
I did mare check today and I am happy to say, my ASPR mare is starting to look preggers. I wondered for about the past month if she got missed, but she exploded over the cold snap! I have had no doubt on my Classic mare, she is happily preggers. And the maiden mare is starting to stretch her bag out, so she is on track for her due date.
This year I will have to rig up a foaling stall as the first foal is due the end of March, so anytime after March 1st I need to be ready. So I got some of the supplies to insulate the walls and board up the inbetween wall. I have a heater on the way, I will have it ready to go by the first of February and ready for the first foal to arrive.
Its kind of exciting. I love having the babies in the spring and summer. They are so much fun to watch and interact with. Such curious little things. And if you ever want a great kiss - all you have to do is ask and you are bound to get a big wet milk smelling kiss!
Well off to dreaming of new babies for this year!
Sunday, January 18, 2009
When will the wind quit?
It wasn't a bad morning, until the wind kicked it up again. I now have a driveway that is half drifted in. Oh well!
I did manage to take a couple loads of manure over to the pile, but the wind was still whipping around today. When will it quit? LOL!
Ponies were out today. It was a mixed bag day today. No real work done. I did try to get Tulip to cooperate to set up, but we were coming in from the pasture and not far from her feed pan. She had eyes only for it. I did manage a half way decent set up and told her I was proud of her for focusing long enough to get the job done!
Smokie is ready to go back to work. He won the crabcakes award for the day! What was funny was I specifically stopped what I was doing this afternoon to watch crabcakes speed around, buck and rear in his pasture. So I know it wasn't for lack of expelling energy!
Arnold, is my special lil guy. He's 20" and a dwarf. I finally freed him from his pen and turned him loose so he could frolick and play in the barn as he wanted. Man did he take off! He was so happy to run and buck, it was good to see.
Okay I am ready for winter to be over. Anyone else?
I did manage to take a couple loads of manure over to the pile, but the wind was still whipping around today. When will it quit? LOL!
Ponies were out today. It was a mixed bag day today. No real work done. I did try to get Tulip to cooperate to set up, but we were coming in from the pasture and not far from her feed pan. She had eyes only for it. I did manage a half way decent set up and told her I was proud of her for focusing long enough to get the job done!
Smokie is ready to go back to work. He won the crabcakes award for the day! What was funny was I specifically stopped what I was doing this afternoon to watch crabcakes speed around, buck and rear in his pasture. So I know it wasn't for lack of expelling energy!
Arnold, is my special lil guy. He's 20" and a dwarf. I finally freed him from his pen and turned him loose so he could frolick and play in the barn as he wanted. Man did he take off! He was so happy to run and buck, it was good to see.
Okay I am ready for winter to be over. Anyone else?
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Slow Motion
Everyone seemed in slow motion today. Air temperature was warm enough, above zero - I think I read 13 at one point. But oh my the wind still whipped a lot. Sent a chill down my body when I was out.
Seemed like the ponies, although released from their temporary prisons, were in slow motion today. Not much moving around and mostly had their tails to the wind. Even Shiner, the stallion who was in for 6 days rather than 5, backed up to the wind break he has instead of his usual romp and stomp the jolly ball today. Oh yeah - I found his jolly ball finally. His brand new one, as well as the ball he stole from my dog a couple weeks ago.
My poor 2 year old stallion had to stay in today, he got to go out yesterday. Hopefully tomorrow all will be set back to right and all the boys will get to go out for their share of the day.
The barn is a mess, still. I declared it still too cold to transport poo poo to the manure pile. Tomorrow should be better. I decided to do more research.
I received an envelope full of articles from an old Magazine called Hackney World from a friend in KY. Wow is all I have to say. I did not realize when I bought Carnation and Tulip what I was buying into. But now I have some semblance of their existence and why their breeding is the way it is.
The packet also had a controversial article in it, about breeding and the true destiny of the Hackney pony. Although it was informative, I took debate with the author's ideal pony - always to be more than 13H tall, head set to be natural not man made. A few other comments about conformation rang true and I couldn't disagree, but it was the author's intent to try to sway the reader into discarding all of the smaller, under 13H ponies and for the breeder to never breed for the smaller version pony. He thought them to be unhearty and weak. I beg to differ, if he were to meet my Tulip, who is a mere 46" (that would be 10.3 Hands), and to see the lineage that she came from, it might have set him back in his chair.
Another article, written in commentary form expounds on breeding 'form to function'. Something I have had a very good friend of mine repeat to me over and over. She is a judge, and judges according to the creedo. "An eye for excellence, a solid knowledge of genetic inheritance, and a commitment to quality are readyily evidenced in the breeder of merit....all this plus a little genetic luck." The article pens that 'new genetics cannot be created from within a species or Breed, so the challenge comes form using the existing genetic variances within the population to create the next generation of superior individuals.' Extremely well put and has made the muffled thoughts in my head become crystal clear. So far, it has been by sheer luck and a good solid prayer that my breeding program has benefited much.
When pieces of a puzzle fall into place, the jagged edges of our precipiece that is set out before us is smoothed into a firm walking ground. That walking ground is the show ring. Our placings become our proof that the breeding program we set out on, or lack thereof, comes to fruition.
Seemed like the ponies, although released from their temporary prisons, were in slow motion today. Not much moving around and mostly had their tails to the wind. Even Shiner, the stallion who was in for 6 days rather than 5, backed up to the wind break he has instead of his usual romp and stomp the jolly ball today. Oh yeah - I found his jolly ball finally. His brand new one, as well as the ball he stole from my dog a couple weeks ago.
My poor 2 year old stallion had to stay in today, he got to go out yesterday. Hopefully tomorrow all will be set back to right and all the boys will get to go out for their share of the day.
The barn is a mess, still. I declared it still too cold to transport poo poo to the manure pile. Tomorrow should be better. I decided to do more research.
I received an envelope full of articles from an old Magazine called Hackney World from a friend in KY. Wow is all I have to say. I did not realize when I bought Carnation and Tulip what I was buying into. But now I have some semblance of their existence and why their breeding is the way it is.
The packet also had a controversial article in it, about breeding and the true destiny of the Hackney pony. Although it was informative, I took debate with the author's ideal pony - always to be more than 13H tall, head set to be natural not man made. A few other comments about conformation rang true and I couldn't disagree, but it was the author's intent to try to sway the reader into discarding all of the smaller, under 13H ponies and for the breeder to never breed for the smaller version pony. He thought them to be unhearty and weak. I beg to differ, if he were to meet my Tulip, who is a mere 46" (that would be 10.3 Hands), and to see the lineage that she came from, it might have set him back in his chair.
Another article, written in commentary form expounds on breeding 'form to function'. Something I have had a very good friend of mine repeat to me over and over. She is a judge, and judges according to the creedo. "An eye for excellence, a solid knowledge of genetic inheritance, and a commitment to quality are readyily evidenced in the breeder of merit....all this plus a little genetic luck." The article pens that 'new genetics cannot be created from within a species or Breed, so the challenge comes form using the existing genetic variances within the population to create the next generation of superior individuals.' Extremely well put and has made the muffled thoughts in my head become crystal clear. So far, it has been by sheer luck and a good solid prayer that my breeding program has benefited much.
When pieces of a puzzle fall into place, the jagged edges of our precipiece that is set out before us is smoothed into a firm walking ground. That walking ground is the show ring. Our placings become our proof that the breeding program we set out on, or lack thereof, comes to fruition.
Friday, January 16, 2009
It is done
I couldn't stand it any longer. I repeat I could not stand it any longer. At 1PM I let my ponies loose, well all but three. Oh my it was a sight. As soon as I let the first three mares go out the door, the rest of the barn exploded into action. Neighing, pawing, rearing, kicking, bucking, screams of delight echoing back and forth across the barn. A building crescendo ensued.
In turn, Tulip is let out after the first three mares. It was all she could do to contain herself. Her mommy told her she had to be cool and patient all week long, and outside of a little mishap that her stall mate, Opal, started, she was a perfect pupil of patience and contained energy for 4 very long days and nights.
Tulip had to have her halter put on, that was a quick dive with the nose into the halter she hates, does that tell you how badly she wanted to go out???? Then a little step, which she quickly muffled before it was seen. The lead rope was next, the gate opening and-- "BINGO" -- I could just hear it in her head, explosions of joy rippling through her contortionists body. She tried to muffle everything as best she could. She knew she had to walk all the way to the barn door, just 25 feet away. No aires above ground, no striking a higher pitch with her front hooves, no sashay with her rear end. Just a straight walk. It was almost too much for her. She kept gathering herself, I could feel it. Her neck arching ever higher, her eyes widening with every step. Ears alert, forward, almost touching. Pure containment was winding her so tight...... Then finally, the door. I opened it for her and she couldn't contain herself anymore. Before her rump was out the door, all four hooves were level with my ears. Every muscle in her body exploded with pure ecstasy. And then she came down, light as a feather and catipulted again to ear level with all four hooves. Now let me tell you, that is a tad intimidating, a pony her size, you just don't know where it will all land. After all what goes up, must come down. But she never came close to my toes. Four times she did that, on the fifth ascent and descent, she came down unbalanced and went backwards. I let the lead go and she bounced around the courtyard for a full minute before she realized she forgot to deposit her halter at the door. Tulip came back, stood as still as she could and gave me back her halter. She was actually quivering with excitement. After that, all I saw was a tail flagged as high as her ears as she ran to the pasture gate to let herself rip out of control.
Okay, so that was Tulip. Opal flat out threw a fit. I am talking knock down drag out fit. Throw herself on the ground, roll, get back up and stomp, stomp, stomp. Hay, poo poo and water collided in the air as she stirred the pot with invigor. I barely got into her stall to catch the bottom of her halter. Man, it was not a contained walk to the barn door to let her out. And she is a year older than Tulip! It was hippity hop, hop, hop, rear, kick, bolt, snort, paw, you name it I saw, felt, heard and tasted. When I finally got her to the barn door, Tulip was impatiently waiting for her, she was tapping on the darn barn door!!!!! If she could have opened it herself, she would have. So Opal and Tulip greeted each other with a nice rear in the air and off they went, back out to the pasture to take a turn around it.
Of course that was not all. The other two year olds were beckoning - 'Don't leave us! Don't leave us!' 'That's not fair' 'We wanna go too!' Both had the same hippity hoppity dance to the door. Tulip and Opal sped back to the barn door and waited for the other fillies to come out before they made the round out the pasture again.
As I headed back in the barn, the otherside of the barn exploded. Lady was pitching a hissy fit herself. Cookie was talking to me. Silhouette and Carnation - well for a couple old ladies, they sure could cut the rug as well. So I took them out next. Once everyone was out, well let's just say I only had to say once 'Let's go girls' I had snow flying everywhere as the mares and fillies exited the back paddock to the north pasture. I ran as fast as I could to catch the gate before they came back in. To my dismay, I was not as fast as I needed to be. Tulip, Opal, and the othe girls were on their trip back into the back barn paddock. Theybran past me, a swirl of air and snow cirlced me, I am sure all in jest to tease me. They circled the paddock and left in another flurry of snow and frolick through the gate, which I promptly shut.
I could hear behind me the screams of Lady, she was frantic to get out and run and buck as well. Cookie caught the excitement and both were dancing on the ceiling as I tried to snap leads on their halters. I couldn't even get Lady to the barn door - I knew it too, as we were moving to the door, I unsnapped her and she was gone. Cookie I could barely stop to get the lead off and she sped past me.
I watched for a few minutes, everyone was running around their pastures with their heads cut off. Everyone pleased their stay was finally acquitted.
A tad later, Tulip, in her true form, stopped to make sure I saw her. Amid the other ponies flying by her in a flurry of snow and wind, she stood as majestic as she could on a little hill of snow. Her head held high. Her ears perched straight and forward. Her eyes wide in splendor. She connected her eyes with mine, her ears came forward a bit more, and she gave a small a gentle yet noticeable nod of acknowledgment.... and then was gone with her flag proudly displayed in the air for the world to see.
Oh to own such a proud pony that one connects with on such a level, it is an honor.
In turn, Tulip is let out after the first three mares. It was all she could do to contain herself. Her mommy told her she had to be cool and patient all week long, and outside of a little mishap that her stall mate, Opal, started, she was a perfect pupil of patience and contained energy for 4 very long days and nights.
Tulip had to have her halter put on, that was a quick dive with the nose into the halter she hates, does that tell you how badly she wanted to go out???? Then a little step, which she quickly muffled before it was seen. The lead rope was next, the gate opening and-- "BINGO" -- I could just hear it in her head, explosions of joy rippling through her contortionists body. She tried to muffle everything as best she could. She knew she had to walk all the way to the barn door, just 25 feet away. No aires above ground, no striking a higher pitch with her front hooves, no sashay with her rear end. Just a straight walk. It was almost too much for her. She kept gathering herself, I could feel it. Her neck arching ever higher, her eyes widening with every step. Ears alert, forward, almost touching. Pure containment was winding her so tight...... Then finally, the door. I opened it for her and she couldn't contain herself anymore. Before her rump was out the door, all four hooves were level with my ears. Every muscle in her body exploded with pure ecstasy. And then she came down, light as a feather and catipulted again to ear level with all four hooves. Now let me tell you, that is a tad intimidating, a pony her size, you just don't know where it will all land. After all what goes up, must come down. But she never came close to my toes. Four times she did that, on the fifth ascent and descent, she came down unbalanced and went backwards. I let the lead go and she bounced around the courtyard for a full minute before she realized she forgot to deposit her halter at the door. Tulip came back, stood as still as she could and gave me back her halter. She was actually quivering with excitement. After that, all I saw was a tail flagged as high as her ears as she ran to the pasture gate to let herself rip out of control.
Okay, so that was Tulip. Opal flat out threw a fit. I am talking knock down drag out fit. Throw herself on the ground, roll, get back up and stomp, stomp, stomp. Hay, poo poo and water collided in the air as she stirred the pot with invigor. I barely got into her stall to catch the bottom of her halter. Man, it was not a contained walk to the barn door to let her out. And she is a year older than Tulip! It was hippity hop, hop, hop, rear, kick, bolt, snort, paw, you name it I saw, felt, heard and tasted. When I finally got her to the barn door, Tulip was impatiently waiting for her, she was tapping on the darn barn door!!!!! If she could have opened it herself, she would have. So Opal and Tulip greeted each other with a nice rear in the air and off they went, back out to the pasture to take a turn around it.
Of course that was not all. The other two year olds were beckoning - 'Don't leave us! Don't leave us!' 'That's not fair' 'We wanna go too!' Both had the same hippity hoppity dance to the door. Tulip and Opal sped back to the barn door and waited for the other fillies to come out before they made the round out the pasture again.
As I headed back in the barn, the otherside of the barn exploded. Lady was pitching a hissy fit herself. Cookie was talking to me. Silhouette and Carnation - well for a couple old ladies, they sure could cut the rug as well. So I took them out next. Once everyone was out, well let's just say I only had to say once 'Let's go girls' I had snow flying everywhere as the mares and fillies exited the back paddock to the north pasture. I ran as fast as I could to catch the gate before they came back in. To my dismay, I was not as fast as I needed to be. Tulip, Opal, and the othe girls were on their trip back into the back barn paddock. Theybran past me, a swirl of air and snow cirlced me, I am sure all in jest to tease me. They circled the paddock and left in another flurry of snow and frolick through the gate, which I promptly shut.
I could hear behind me the screams of Lady, she was frantic to get out and run and buck as well. Cookie caught the excitement and both were dancing on the ceiling as I tried to snap leads on their halters. I couldn't even get Lady to the barn door - I knew it too, as we were moving to the door, I unsnapped her and she was gone. Cookie I could barely stop to get the lead off and she sped past me.
I watched for a few minutes, everyone was running around their pastures with their heads cut off. Everyone pleased their stay was finally acquitted.
A tad later, Tulip, in her true form, stopped to make sure I saw her. Amid the other ponies flying by her in a flurry of snow and wind, she stood as majestic as she could on a little hill of snow. Her head held high. Her ears perched straight and forward. Her eyes wide in splendor. She connected her eyes with mine, her ears came forward a bit more, and she gave a small a gentle yet noticeable nod of acknowledgment.... and then was gone with her flag proudly displayed in the air for the world to see.
Oh to own such a proud pony that one connects with on such a level, it is an honor.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
And more BRRRR!!!
Today is the 3 1/2 day the ponies have been in. And everyone has been patient and not crabby until this morning. Tulip has been just a jewel. But then it all broke loose. My other lovely filly - Opal started it. She decided she had to buck and kick and rear, so pretty much the whole barn did a big hick-up. I had to yell at everyone to settle down. I reminded them they were in for their own good this week. Patience, if nothing else - patience.
Let me tell you that is a hard lesson to convey, when I myself, am fed up with the cold! My patience is just about at its wits ends! But forge on I must, composure to keep, sanity is checked (or lack thereof).
So I took my young stallions only play toy away ( actually not a play toy, but the electrical cord that heats his sisters water buckets). Smokie keeps pulling it out of the wall socket if he doesn't think I am moving fast enough with the grain wagon. Unfortunately at $70 a pop, I can't really afford him to break it right now. Stinker. So I took it away, and do at feed times. In retaliation - he decided to break his water bucket holder. Oh Man! I could not believe it. I thought it was Cookie moving her grain bucket around. (I gave Cookie her grain bucket tonight as she was insistent on eating from it instead of her regular feed pan). But oh no, I come out of the door and there it is, water bucket on the ground! Sheesh!
One more 1/2 day of this - hopefully they can go out and run and buck and kick for awhile tomorrow!
So on a sad note - two of the kittens went home with a young couple tonight. They did not pick the manx kittens, they picked my Freddy and Charlie. I can only take comfort that they took both, so Charlie would not be lonesome. That is an answer to prayer. Boom Boom has a home, but will have to stay with me for another 2 months while he waits on being old enough to neuter and declaw. Jet on the other hand is a bit agressive, so I don't know what I am going to do. Maybe he will settle down now that there will be more time for him.
Well I need to run out to the barn (yes its now -17 below!) and check waters and give more hay out. So off I go. Tomorrow - please be above zero, even for a couple hours!
Let me tell you that is a hard lesson to convey, when I myself, am fed up with the cold! My patience is just about at its wits ends! But forge on I must, composure to keep, sanity is checked (or lack thereof).
So I took my young stallions only play toy away ( actually not a play toy, but the electrical cord that heats his sisters water buckets). Smokie keeps pulling it out of the wall socket if he doesn't think I am moving fast enough with the grain wagon. Unfortunately at $70 a pop, I can't really afford him to break it right now. Stinker. So I took it away, and do at feed times. In retaliation - he decided to break his water bucket holder. Oh Man! I could not believe it. I thought it was Cookie moving her grain bucket around. (I gave Cookie her grain bucket tonight as she was insistent on eating from it instead of her regular feed pan). But oh no, I come out of the door and there it is, water bucket on the ground! Sheesh!
One more 1/2 day of this - hopefully they can go out and run and buck and kick for awhile tomorrow!
So on a sad note - two of the kittens went home with a young couple tonight. They did not pick the manx kittens, they picked my Freddy and Charlie. I can only take comfort that they took both, so Charlie would not be lonesome. That is an answer to prayer. Boom Boom has a home, but will have to stay with me for another 2 months while he waits on being old enough to neuter and declaw. Jet on the other hand is a bit agressive, so I don't know what I am going to do. Maybe he will settle down now that there will be more time for him.
Well I need to run out to the barn (yes its now -17 below!) and check waters and give more hay out. So off I go. Tomorrow - please be above zero, even for a couple hours!
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Well if it wasn't cold enough yet
We are headed for a worse night tonight. I got home after a quick run to a few stores at 6:15pm and the ponies were all upset and HUNNNGARY! So I quick fed them. All of them pretty much sucked their feed down. Hay was what they wanted next and they got it. It was cold in the barn today, a north wind was blowing.
Guess what - no training today. I even saw friends on forums who are usually training today, on the forums! Guess they couldn't get anything done today either.
I keep thinking it is Thursday and we are heading for a warm up, but it is only Wednesday - and we have on more cold cold day. All I can say is - BRRRR! I will be out giving extra hay again and waiting for that around 20 degrees eagerly this weekend!
UPDATE:
12:00am - I was just out to the barn and oh man, I had an extra layer on - Thank goodness! It was cold. I gave everyone double hay, even if they waste it and lay on it, its a bale well spent tonight. I even bedded my dogs bed down with 4 flakes under his sleeping bag and comforter. He has a man's vest on (cheaper than a dog coat, $4 at the thrift store), I turn it upside down so the buttons are on his back, he can't reach them. And he's left it on indicating he is happy with the arrangement. I gave him some extra dog food when I was out too.
I talked to the ponies and told them they had to stay in another day and night due to the weather. Tulip pawed the entire time I talked to them, but at least she wasn't stomping! It is wearing to be confined to an 8X14 stall for so many days. But man, they wouldn't stay warm outside. So far, I haven't blanketed anyone.
One other thing - everyone is drinking normally or a little more. I had to fill everyone's bucket up this last trip. If they weren't drinking I would be really worried. But Thank God, everything is going okay.
Wait until Sunday - it'll be a whole day of cleaning stalls! LOL!
Guess what - no training today. I even saw friends on forums who are usually training today, on the forums! Guess they couldn't get anything done today either.
I keep thinking it is Thursday and we are heading for a warm up, but it is only Wednesday - and we have on more cold cold day. All I can say is - BRRRR! I will be out giving extra hay again and waiting for that around 20 degrees eagerly this weekend!
UPDATE:
12:00am - I was just out to the barn and oh man, I had an extra layer on - Thank goodness! It was cold. I gave everyone double hay, even if they waste it and lay on it, its a bale well spent tonight. I even bedded my dogs bed down with 4 flakes under his sleeping bag and comforter. He has a man's vest on (cheaper than a dog coat, $4 at the thrift store), I turn it upside down so the buttons are on his back, he can't reach them. And he's left it on indicating he is happy with the arrangement. I gave him some extra dog food when I was out too.
I talked to the ponies and told them they had to stay in another day and night due to the weather. Tulip pawed the entire time I talked to them, but at least she wasn't stomping! It is wearing to be confined to an 8X14 stall for so many days. But man, they wouldn't stay warm outside. So far, I haven't blanketed anyone.
One other thing - everyone is drinking normally or a little more. I had to fill everyone's bucket up this last trip. If they weren't drinking I would be really worried. But Thank God, everything is going okay.
Wait until Sunday - it'll be a whole day of cleaning stalls! LOL!
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Hold Your Breath!
That's all I have to say for -28 cold weather! Hold you breath as you walk out to the barn. I made rounds at 12:30 am last night, gave everyone a little hay checked water. I am glad I did. When I left the barn at 7pm - I missed plugging in 6 water buckets. They were thick with ice, but there was still water moving in them. So I plugged them in and put a bit more water over the ice so everything would melt. And so they did.
Everyone has been pretty good today about being in. When I went out to do chores tonight, Satin was loose, hadn't been loose for too long, only one pile of manure, a few bites out of an alfalfa hay bale and of course, she was teasing the boys! But the boys were behaving themselves. Satin walked right up to me and let me catch her. Put her back. Poor baby.
Lady has picked up in her eating needs, seems I am having a hard time filling her wooden leg. Will keep feeding her and hopefully get her filled up! LOL!
I stayed a few minutes extra, as I watered, I said a prayer for each member of my family...... My hopes, dreams and life are so intertwined with my ponies, my dog and my cats. Each one has made its way to my farm for a reason, I truly believe that. I pray they all come true.
Everyone has been pretty good today about being in. When I went out to do chores tonight, Satin was loose, hadn't been loose for too long, only one pile of manure, a few bites out of an alfalfa hay bale and of course, she was teasing the boys! But the boys were behaving themselves. Satin walked right up to me and let me catch her. Put her back. Poor baby.
Lady has picked up in her eating needs, seems I am having a hard time filling her wooden leg. Will keep feeding her and hopefully get her filled up! LOL!
I stayed a few minutes extra, as I watered, I said a prayer for each member of my family...... My hopes, dreams and life are so intertwined with my ponies, my dog and my cats. Each one has made its way to my farm for a reason, I truly believe that. I pray they all come true.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Batten Down The Hatches - Or Whatever else....
We have been hearing it for a week now, below zero temps with even worse windchills. It's -1 at 10:00PM but with the wind its really -18. BRRRRR!!!
Today it was battening down the hatches for the farm. Chores got done and then the barn cleaned. Only one pony didn't make it out to stretch his legs, but the snow was coming down too fast and accumulating too much on the ponies backs, so I pulled them in around 2 pm. By the time I would have normally pulled them in, they would have gotten wet down to their skins. Have you ever tried warming up a wet, cold pony in below zero, windy weather? Trust me its not easy.
Everyone seemed to be ready for it, I have been talking about it for days. So they all came in nicely for me. Only one gave me crap about getting the snow scrapped of her back. Can you guess who? Lady. LOL! Silly little girl.
I borrowed a pickup and got a few extra bales of hay. When it is this cold - they need more energy in bulk to keep their furnaces burning. You see it churns in their hind gut, which gives off heat, thus heating their body. They tend to go through 2 times the hay or more on these cold days.
I also helped on the parents farm, they had some broken windows on their barn. Which really would leave a very cold impression on the animals inside. It might be a bit better than the actual outside, but still very cold! So I helped fix windows. BRRR! is all I have to say.
When I got done there, I came home and had the bales to put away, I pulled all the outside watering holes down and drained them, unplugged them. The ponies won't be out much for the next few days, so don't need them running. Will set everything back up when this cold snap breaks. I won't be able to make manure dumps, so will dump in a pile and then clean it up later as well.
I will make the rounds a couple times tonight, although I sealed in the north and west side of the barn pretty well - so there isn't a lot of leaking seams. But it is still way cold in the barn, some of the ponies have frost on their backs.
So as far as training goes - I don't think anything is going to get done for the next few days, I will start researching things I need to do for the summer showing season.
Stay Warm!
Today it was battening down the hatches for the farm. Chores got done and then the barn cleaned. Only one pony didn't make it out to stretch his legs, but the snow was coming down too fast and accumulating too much on the ponies backs, so I pulled them in around 2 pm. By the time I would have normally pulled them in, they would have gotten wet down to their skins. Have you ever tried warming up a wet, cold pony in below zero, windy weather? Trust me its not easy.
Everyone seemed to be ready for it, I have been talking about it for days. So they all came in nicely for me. Only one gave me crap about getting the snow scrapped of her back. Can you guess who? Lady. LOL! Silly little girl.
I borrowed a pickup and got a few extra bales of hay. When it is this cold - they need more energy in bulk to keep their furnaces burning. You see it churns in their hind gut, which gives off heat, thus heating their body. They tend to go through 2 times the hay or more on these cold days.
I also helped on the parents farm, they had some broken windows on their barn. Which really would leave a very cold impression on the animals inside. It might be a bit better than the actual outside, but still very cold! So I helped fix windows. BRRR! is all I have to say.
When I got done there, I came home and had the bales to put away, I pulled all the outside watering holes down and drained them, unplugged them. The ponies won't be out much for the next few days, so don't need them running. Will set everything back up when this cold snap breaks. I won't be able to make manure dumps, so will dump in a pile and then clean it up later as well.
I will make the rounds a couple times tonight, although I sealed in the north and west side of the barn pretty well - so there isn't a lot of leaking seams. But it is still way cold in the barn, some of the ponies have frost on their backs.
So as far as training goes - I don't think anything is going to get done for the next few days, I will start researching things I need to do for the summer showing season.
Stay Warm!
Sunday, January 11, 2009
AAAAHHH Sunday
Today had its definite funny side. I watched an indie film called Into The West - it was filmed in Ireland with only one American actor in it. It was a story about a couple boys, the youngest, his mother died at his birth. The father and mother were from the Travellers clans, when the mother died, the father decided to take the boys into the cities and find work. Instead what he found was despair, pain, agony and the bottle. They lived in what they called the stacks. The two little boys left to their own devices most of the time. The mother's father, the grandfather, came and visited. Then he pulled his wagon to the edge of the city and taught the boys about the Traveller's way. He also weaved tales of fairies and their mother. Somewhere a white stallion showed up in the film (okay so I took a break somewhere in here) and the stallion's soul was actually that of the children's mother. A long story short, the stallion was stolen, but the boys got him back. Then they started heading west, they thought they would find cowboys and indians. Instead, they found the coast of Ireland and the stallion kept swimming into the sea. The boys father of course, found the boys there, but the stallion was lost, set free, etc., according to their beliefs.
Well here's where the interesting part was - while the stallion was set free, so too in my barn a stallion was setting himself free. Yeppers, Shiner finally figured out how to untie the three knots, that ties his stall. It's only taken him 3 years, one for each knot is what I figure. But right after the movie ended, I headed out to bring Smokie in and take Cowboy out. Well did I get a surprise! Of course Shiner looked like a deer in headlights when I opened the barn door!
The only damage done, the boys killed the fan that hangs on Cowboy's stall, but no one was hurt and Shiner let me catch him after a few minutes. I promptly put him back in his stall an scolded him. Of course a back scratching and a few kisses to remind him he was "MY PONY" and that seemed to settle him some. Then I let Arnold out a little later to go socialize. I figure he was on his way over to socialize, but he couldn't figure out how to get back to his stall. Oh well!
Cowboy was amazingly calm for all the huff and puff that went on. Usually when a boy gets loose its chaos for days. But I think my being home has helped a lot.
Okay so I cleaned stalls after bringing Smokie in. He was a little lost today. He kept coming up to the front of his stall wondering if I was going to tack him up. Nope its Sunday. I only wanted to clean stalls and putz with the kids today. And that's what we did. We putzed. Kids got extra hugs and kisses, butt rubs, back scratches, etc. And so that ended Sunday!
Well here's where the interesting part was - while the stallion was set free, so too in my barn a stallion was setting himself free. Yeppers, Shiner finally figured out how to untie the three knots, that ties his stall. It's only taken him 3 years, one for each knot is what I figure. But right after the movie ended, I headed out to bring Smokie in and take Cowboy out. Well did I get a surprise! Of course Shiner looked like a deer in headlights when I opened the barn door!
The only damage done, the boys killed the fan that hangs on Cowboy's stall, but no one was hurt and Shiner let me catch him after a few minutes. I promptly put him back in his stall an scolded him. Of course a back scratching and a few kisses to remind him he was "MY PONY" and that seemed to settle him some. Then I let Arnold out a little later to go socialize. I figure he was on his way over to socialize, but he couldn't figure out how to get back to his stall. Oh well!
Cowboy was amazingly calm for all the huff and puff that went on. Usually when a boy gets loose its chaos for days. But I think my being home has helped a lot.
Okay so I cleaned stalls after bringing Smokie in. He was a little lost today. He kept coming up to the front of his stall wondering if I was going to tack him up. Nope its Sunday. I only wanted to clean stalls and putz with the kids today. And that's what we did. We putzed. Kids got extra hugs and kisses, butt rubs, back scratches, etc. And so that ended Sunday!
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Beautiful Day
It was so nice out today, a little chilly, but hey, the sun was out. I worked on the boys and shuffled Arnold around a bit. And then brought some of the girls up a little later.
Smokie got tacked up again today and I brought out the driving reins. My niece came over and walked up and down the driveway with Smokie and I. Not sure I needed it, but I wanted to be sure if he decided to be playful, there was a little extra insurance around. She had all she could do to keep out of his way. Smokie did fine his first turn around the block, but then he figured he would be playful and kept walking into her. It was only playful. So maybe next time, she just stands around or walks behind with me. I still want a second pair of hands around, just in case. But all in all, Smokie walked drunkly straight, turned well to the right and joltingly turned to the left. Can you tell which side he favors?
Honey and Mizzie came in for their turn with the foo foo stuff. They didn't have quite the same reaction that Smokie and Cowboy did, so now you know how female it smelled! Anyways, Mizzie did great, only took and 1/2 hour to get through mane, tail and forelock. What little forelock she has. Her mane is coming along nicely, her tail I wish was a little longer, but we are still 4.5 months off from the first show. So that's maybe a couple more inches.
Honey did way better today, she only took about 1/2 hour too. I guess I am going to have to bite the bullet and take a couple inches off of her mane and tail as they are so sunburned I don't think the hair is recoverable. But, at least she will recover from the hair cut.
BOTH had the "I don't want to be tied up" ants today. They both were chewing on wood, stinkers. I don't want that to be a habit, so I was scolding just as much as putting gunk in their hair.
Opal and Tulip spent the same time I was working on the fillies in the weanlings paddock behind the barn. They thought that was "SNAP!" Finishing up whatever the weanlings didn't eat. The weanlings were watching everything with keen intent and then Lady started bugging the crap out of me to pay attention to her. Cookie wanted attention too, but she just sticks her nose out at me and waits for me to kiss her. Stinker!
Tomorrow I need to bring Tulip and Opal in and get their manes and tails done before the big freeze coming in this week. Oh didn't I mention that, live in the deep freeze - literally!
Smokie got tacked up again today and I brought out the driving reins. My niece came over and walked up and down the driveway with Smokie and I. Not sure I needed it, but I wanted to be sure if he decided to be playful, there was a little extra insurance around. She had all she could do to keep out of his way. Smokie did fine his first turn around the block, but then he figured he would be playful and kept walking into her. It was only playful. So maybe next time, she just stands around or walks behind with me. I still want a second pair of hands around, just in case. But all in all, Smokie walked drunkly straight, turned well to the right and joltingly turned to the left. Can you tell which side he favors?
Honey and Mizzie came in for their turn with the foo foo stuff. They didn't have quite the same reaction that Smokie and Cowboy did, so now you know how female it smelled! Anyways, Mizzie did great, only took and 1/2 hour to get through mane, tail and forelock. What little forelock she has. Her mane is coming along nicely, her tail I wish was a little longer, but we are still 4.5 months off from the first show. So that's maybe a couple more inches.
Honey did way better today, she only took about 1/2 hour too. I guess I am going to have to bite the bullet and take a couple inches off of her mane and tail as they are so sunburned I don't think the hair is recoverable. But, at least she will recover from the hair cut.
BOTH had the "I don't want to be tied up" ants today. They both were chewing on wood, stinkers. I don't want that to be a habit, so I was scolding just as much as putting gunk in their hair.
Opal and Tulip spent the same time I was working on the fillies in the weanlings paddock behind the barn. They thought that was "SNAP!" Finishing up whatever the weanlings didn't eat. The weanlings were watching everything with keen intent and then Lady started bugging the crap out of me to pay attention to her. Cookie wanted attention too, but she just sticks her nose out at me and waits for me to kiss her. Stinker!
Tomorrow I need to bring Tulip and Opal in and get their manes and tails done before the big freeze coming in this week. Oh didn't I mention that, live in the deep freeze - literally!
Friday - the morning after
I got a lot done yesterday, or maybe I didn't. I am still debating. But in any event, I didn't get to blog last night because I was tired when I came in.
I only was able to work with Smokie yesterday. I got him all tacked up and then did the left, right, and center - high and then took him for a walk with his tack on.
My trailer I haul poo in broke, that took a lot of time. The trailer was full and I dumped it 3 times before actually got it to the dumping grounds. So it took an hour to to the dumping grounds and come back. Thank God it was decent outside yesterday. Got it temporarily fixed. It is just a wagon that usually runs around a yard and lifts leaves. So not a heavy duty wagon, but for the money I paid, it works just fine. Has paid for itself over and over.
So, Tulip was looking for me all day yesterday and I didn't get to go out and spend time with the ponies. I need to find time in the next couple days as they most likely by the middle of the week, will be confined to the barn and their stalls. So! LOL!
I have to get blankets washed in the next two days as well. If it really does hit -25 and the windchills are worse, it could do damage to the babies. Ponies and horses for that matter, could loose up to 10% of their bodyweight in a small stretch of very cold weather. Doesn't matter if you grain them normally or up their grain. They are still dealing with the cold constantly, there is no break. They could have a hay bale in front of them 24 hours a day, but their bodies still have to deal with the cold. Last year, I only blanketed one stretch and it was a couple days where it was -25 below.
So for now, I best get going, lots to do today.
I only was able to work with Smokie yesterday. I got him all tacked up and then did the left, right, and center - high and then took him for a walk with his tack on.
My trailer I haul poo in broke, that took a lot of time. The trailer was full and I dumped it 3 times before actually got it to the dumping grounds. So it took an hour to to the dumping grounds and come back. Thank God it was decent outside yesterday. Got it temporarily fixed. It is just a wagon that usually runs around a yard and lifts leaves. So not a heavy duty wagon, but for the money I paid, it works just fine. Has paid for itself over and over.
So, Tulip was looking for me all day yesterday and I didn't get to go out and spend time with the ponies. I need to find time in the next couple days as they most likely by the middle of the week, will be confined to the barn and their stalls. So! LOL!
I have to get blankets washed in the next two days as well. If it really does hit -25 and the windchills are worse, it could do damage to the babies. Ponies and horses for that matter, could loose up to 10% of their bodyweight in a small stretch of very cold weather. Doesn't matter if you grain them normally or up their grain. They are still dealing with the cold constantly, there is no break. They could have a hay bale in front of them 24 hours a day, but their bodies still have to deal with the cold. Last year, I only blanketed one stretch and it was a couple days where it was -25 below.
So for now, I best get going, lots to do today.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
That's A Big Sucker!
I have never in my life used a vacuum cleaner on a horse. And since I have started back into showing, here in MN, it hasn't been too bad to keep horses clean and coats healthy in the winter...until this year. It's been way too cold to do the normal routine. And I have been at my wits end trying to keep tails, manes and forelocks in conditioned shape, much less get a good brushing done on the kids.
So my poor ponies have the itchies. I decided to get the vacuum cleaner out today. Figured out what attachment to use and vacuumed two ponies. Smokie went first. Poor dude. Yesterday he had the girlie girlie foo foo stuff put in his hair first, so I thought we would continue the theme and start with him. Actually I really thought Cowboy would freak way too much if he went first. And I probably was right.
This is not a quiet vacuum. It roars horrendously, the sound kind of between a high pitched scream and ground up nuts and bolts. I forged ahead. (Sometimes I wonder about myself, either I am incredibly brave, or I am incredibly dubious. I choose to pick brave in these situations).
I vacuumed his backbone, the top of the tail and tail bone, and mane. Those are the trouble makers in our world. They make ponies rub and roll too much. The lose of hair seems to come out in patches. Then I did his face. He didn't like the face to much, but tolerated it.
I left him tied and decided to go try Cowboy. Okay so now I can agree with you, maybe this is the dubiousness side of bravery?????
Now, if you don't know Cowboy, he is waaaayyyy studly. He's the man, or so he thinks. Puffs up his chest, throws it out. Arches his neck, snorts, paws. His back is top lines to perfection and his rear seems to like to cha cha cha. But show him a pair of scissors, clippers-- and apparently vacuums, and he cowers in the corner like wet kitten. Of course, he watched with intense interest through the little slit between the stalls as Smokie was being vacuumed. Darn if it didn't come to his stall next! I am glad he did watch. It made my dubious decision move from a second guess to a yeah we'll go ahead and give this a whirl.
I started with his back, then his neck and mane base, then moved to his chest. Things got a bit interesting here. I didn't think he could bend his neck as tightly as he did, but he did! He did not appreciate that big sucking thing touching his chest. I finally talked him into getting his chest done. Then I did the top of his tail, which he ducked tightly into his arse, but we finally managed to get it done. I thought things were going fairly well, so I went to do his face. I could tell he just about had enough, so it took a good couple minutes to talk him into vaccuming his face. He finally relented and I just did above his eyes, his forehad. Not too bad! I am pretty proud of my boy!
Then I finished him off with a good brushing and he was pretty pleased as pie with himself. He puffed out his chest, arched his neck, straightened his topline and started doing the cha cha for me. Well - now if only they would allow the vaccum cleaner as an aide in the show ring, I would win everytime!
I decided to go one step further and went for an ear. Not with the vacuum, mind you, that would not have been a wise choice. Cowboy hates his ears touched. Dont' know why, but its always a constant battle. I thought, well if I can work on him now and if I had the chance to take him this summer, then I should work on his ears so he is of course, easier to work with. That was a good 5 minute session. Of course, guess who was looking through the slat divider? Yep - Smokie. What goes around comes around. He was laughing his butt off at Cowboy.
After I vacuumed the boys, I pulled the fillies in for their feed session. When they were in their stalls, I went and found Smokies training surcingle and bridle. BRRR! They were in the horse trailer. I had to carry the bit in my pocket for like 30 minutes for it to warm up enough to put in his mouth. So I put his tack on and let him circle his stall while I carried water to all the other pony stalls.
I am pretty proud of the boy, he did just fine. I had to go in and adjust twice, but he did fine. I will hook him up again tomorrow and then this weekend, if the weather permits, will start to drive him up and down the drive way.
I pulled some more training tack in, I am hoping I have enough to go the 2 year olds and the yearlings, so I don't have to do a ton of adjusting. But I need to start working ponies now, even if it is at the walk.
I called a trainer friend of mine today to talk about tail sets. I can't find any documentation and no one is too willing to share. But she said she would shoot me off a couple pics next week. I am thinking I need to be an expert at this. Not too many people left that know how to do tail sets the right way, so they look natural. I went and looked through our journal from 2005-2008 at the Congress pics and she's right, you can tell a bad hair day easily.
So I am starting to research wig making, all in the quest for the perfect look for a pony. Oh the Vanity!
Oh I finally figured out why Tulip has been acting out when haltering her. I replaced her outgrown hot pink halter with a plain black halter. She didn't like the plain black one-- obviously.
So my poor ponies have the itchies. I decided to get the vacuum cleaner out today. Figured out what attachment to use and vacuumed two ponies. Smokie went first. Poor dude. Yesterday he had the girlie girlie foo foo stuff put in his hair first, so I thought we would continue the theme and start with him. Actually I really thought Cowboy would freak way too much if he went first. And I probably was right.
This is not a quiet vacuum. It roars horrendously, the sound kind of between a high pitched scream and ground up nuts and bolts. I forged ahead. (Sometimes I wonder about myself, either I am incredibly brave, or I am incredibly dubious. I choose to pick brave in these situations).
I vacuumed his backbone, the top of the tail and tail bone, and mane. Those are the trouble makers in our world. They make ponies rub and roll too much. The lose of hair seems to come out in patches. Then I did his face. He didn't like the face to much, but tolerated it.
I left him tied and decided to go try Cowboy. Okay so now I can agree with you, maybe this is the dubiousness side of bravery?????
Now, if you don't know Cowboy, he is waaaayyyy studly. He's the man, or so he thinks. Puffs up his chest, throws it out. Arches his neck, snorts, paws. His back is top lines to perfection and his rear seems to like to cha cha cha. But show him a pair of scissors, clippers-- and apparently vacuums, and he cowers in the corner like wet kitten. Of course, he watched with intense interest through the little slit between the stalls as Smokie was being vacuumed. Darn if it didn't come to his stall next! I am glad he did watch. It made my dubious decision move from a second guess to a yeah we'll go ahead and give this a whirl.
I started with his back, then his neck and mane base, then moved to his chest. Things got a bit interesting here. I didn't think he could bend his neck as tightly as he did, but he did! He did not appreciate that big sucking thing touching his chest. I finally talked him into getting his chest done. Then I did the top of his tail, which he ducked tightly into his arse, but we finally managed to get it done. I thought things were going fairly well, so I went to do his face. I could tell he just about had enough, so it took a good couple minutes to talk him into vaccuming his face. He finally relented and I just did above his eyes, his forehad. Not too bad! I am pretty proud of my boy!
Then I finished him off with a good brushing and he was pretty pleased as pie with himself. He puffed out his chest, arched his neck, straightened his topline and started doing the cha cha for me. Well - now if only they would allow the vaccum cleaner as an aide in the show ring, I would win everytime!
I decided to go one step further and went for an ear. Not with the vacuum, mind you, that would not have been a wise choice. Cowboy hates his ears touched. Dont' know why, but its always a constant battle. I thought, well if I can work on him now and if I had the chance to take him this summer, then I should work on his ears so he is of course, easier to work with. That was a good 5 minute session. Of course, guess who was looking through the slat divider? Yep - Smokie. What goes around comes around. He was laughing his butt off at Cowboy.
After I vacuumed the boys, I pulled the fillies in for their feed session. When they were in their stalls, I went and found Smokies training surcingle and bridle. BRRR! They were in the horse trailer. I had to carry the bit in my pocket for like 30 minutes for it to warm up enough to put in his mouth. So I put his tack on and let him circle his stall while I carried water to all the other pony stalls.
I am pretty proud of the boy, he did just fine. I had to go in and adjust twice, but he did fine. I will hook him up again tomorrow and then this weekend, if the weather permits, will start to drive him up and down the drive way.
I pulled some more training tack in, I am hoping I have enough to go the 2 year olds and the yearlings, so I don't have to do a ton of adjusting. But I need to start working ponies now, even if it is at the walk.
I called a trainer friend of mine today to talk about tail sets. I can't find any documentation and no one is too willing to share. But she said she would shoot me off a couple pics next week. I am thinking I need to be an expert at this. Not too many people left that know how to do tail sets the right way, so they look natural. I went and looked through our journal from 2005-2008 at the Congress pics and she's right, you can tell a bad hair day easily.
So I am starting to research wig making, all in the quest for the perfect look for a pony. Oh the Vanity!
Oh I finally figured out why Tulip has been acting out when haltering her. I replaced her outgrown hot pink halter with a plain black halter. She didn't like the plain black one-- obviously.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Girlie Girlie Foo Foo
I quickly cleaned up after letting the ponies out for the day. Put Smokie out for some sun and fun. The other three boys were in. Went off to coffee and had some nice family conversation. Talked to Dad. I have two mares paired up in a stall and the two babies are together in another stall. The ground work I was doing before we had our first hard freeze is still sitting there. I need at least 2 stalls up. The mares aren't fairing to well, both are pregnant and crabby right now. The babies are now on different feed rates. So I asked my Dad if we could try to thaw out the pile of class 5 sitting my way. He said we could try.
Well after much discussion about other things, I came home. Traded stallions out, so Cowboy went out for his session. Brought Smokie in. Realized it had been a week. So I thought I better get the gook out and re-do Smokie and Cowboy's mane and tails.
Now please realize, they are a 5 year old and a 2 year old. The 5 year old has pretty much settled into his role on the farm and is pretty happy. The 2 year old is his father's son, a pain in the pitukus-- he's just as smart as his Daddy. Has to be doing something all the time.
When I got all the gook put together, including a new brush, new cloth, new leave in conditioner, etc., it was time to switch Shiner out with Cowboy. And of course the game was on. Smokie and Cowboy think its fine to be next to each other right now. There's no competition for mares, only for my attention. So they freely play across the gates, through the divider, etc. It's like two men given the keys to Grave Digger and Bigfoot and a fresh pile of dirt on a football floor.
I started with Smokie, squirted his mane with conditioner, took out all the snarls and splashed his face with a little conditioner. I thought, 'hmmm, I sure would like to get his forelock and bridle path cleaned up better.' So I took out the clippers and sure enough, he let me do forelock and bridlepath without fuss. GO Smokie! Hmmm. On the other side of the fence is Cowboy watching, his head careened around the corner of the stall divider. Okay an audience, doesn't phase me. Then I pull out the new, leave in conditioner. It smells like girlie girlie foo foo flowers. The first thing Smokie did was a double take. I could just see it, 'What the--you wanna do what with that, smelly, swanky, girlie girlie foo foo-- stuff?!' I got the duck and run. well he couldn't go too far, he was tied.
Okay, so out of the corner of my eye I see Cowboy chuckling at my pure black pony who now smells like girlie girlie foo foo flowers. His head bobbing up and down, mane and forelock flying in syncopatic rhythm.
Aha! I thought, you are next.
I brush Smokie out and then do his tail. Of course, the last thing I put in is the girlie, girlie foo foo smelling stuff. So now I have a pure black pony who smells like pink foo foo flowers. Oh the drama of it all!
So, then my Dad shows up with his bobcat. We go into the area that I need to move the class 5. We get the first 5 foot pile picked up and he takes it outside. I think, hey, if we can move two more piles out of the way, I can steal clay and sand from the other holes and maybe get three stalls up. So I ask my Dad and he nods. We go back in and pick apart the next two piles. Then my Dad turns the bobcat around and we are talking. While we are, my black girlie girlie foo foo pony is dicussing with Cowboy the art of appearing studly while wearing girlie girlie foo foo gunk. And then I see Cowboy, slowly turn around and back up his butt to the front corner of his stall, where Smokie has stuck his head around. And then Cowboy slowly moves his butt back and forth and then looks straight at me. I don't know if it was a seriously tease to Smokie but I took it as, 'Hey - It can't be all that bad! I am a studly stud, bring some of that girlie girlie foo foo stuff over her and hit me with it!'
And so I did. When the smell hit him, he gave me the same look Smokie did. And now my studly studs smell great, both of them. And more importantly will look fantastic this next summer! So goes the girlie girlie foo foo quest, and many more applications of it.
Well after much discussion about other things, I came home. Traded stallions out, so Cowboy went out for his session. Brought Smokie in. Realized it had been a week. So I thought I better get the gook out and re-do Smokie and Cowboy's mane and tails.
Now please realize, they are a 5 year old and a 2 year old. The 5 year old has pretty much settled into his role on the farm and is pretty happy. The 2 year old is his father's son, a pain in the pitukus-- he's just as smart as his Daddy. Has to be doing something all the time.
When I got all the gook put together, including a new brush, new cloth, new leave in conditioner, etc., it was time to switch Shiner out with Cowboy. And of course the game was on. Smokie and Cowboy think its fine to be next to each other right now. There's no competition for mares, only for my attention. So they freely play across the gates, through the divider, etc. It's like two men given the keys to Grave Digger and Bigfoot and a fresh pile of dirt on a football floor.
I started with Smokie, squirted his mane with conditioner, took out all the snarls and splashed his face with a little conditioner. I thought, 'hmmm, I sure would like to get his forelock and bridle path cleaned up better.' So I took out the clippers and sure enough, he let me do forelock and bridlepath without fuss. GO Smokie! Hmmm. On the other side of the fence is Cowboy watching, his head careened around the corner of the stall divider. Okay an audience, doesn't phase me. Then I pull out the new, leave in conditioner. It smells like girlie girlie foo foo flowers. The first thing Smokie did was a double take. I could just see it, 'What the--you wanna do what with that, smelly, swanky, girlie girlie foo foo-- stuff?!' I got the duck and run. well he couldn't go too far, he was tied.
Okay, so out of the corner of my eye I see Cowboy chuckling at my pure black pony who now smells like girlie girlie foo foo flowers. His head bobbing up and down, mane and forelock flying in syncopatic rhythm.
Aha! I thought, you are next.
I brush Smokie out and then do his tail. Of course, the last thing I put in is the girlie, girlie foo foo smelling stuff. So now I have a pure black pony who smells like pink foo foo flowers. Oh the drama of it all!
So, then my Dad shows up with his bobcat. We go into the area that I need to move the class 5. We get the first 5 foot pile picked up and he takes it outside. I think, hey, if we can move two more piles out of the way, I can steal clay and sand from the other holes and maybe get three stalls up. So I ask my Dad and he nods. We go back in and pick apart the next two piles. Then my Dad turns the bobcat around and we are talking. While we are, my black girlie girlie foo foo pony is dicussing with Cowboy the art of appearing studly while wearing girlie girlie foo foo gunk. And then I see Cowboy, slowly turn around and back up his butt to the front corner of his stall, where Smokie has stuck his head around. And then Cowboy slowly moves his butt back and forth and then looks straight at me. I don't know if it was a seriously tease to Smokie but I took it as, 'Hey - It can't be all that bad! I am a studly stud, bring some of that girlie girlie foo foo stuff over her and hit me with it!'
And so I did. When the smell hit him, he gave me the same look Smokie did. And now my studly studs smell great, both of them. And more importantly will look fantastic this next summer! So goes the girlie girlie foo foo quest, and many more applications of it.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
The BIG Walk
Nice day out today. I was able to get the barn clean early and with no extra extra chores, I brought in the girls an hour before everyone else and let them have their grain.
Lady sucked her grain down like an industrial vacuum cleaner, but she was much more patient today in regards to everything else in the world. Cookie, it only took about 20 minutes tonight for pretty much everything to be scarfed down.
While they were eating their grain, I carried water to everyone's buckets, emptied the outside buckets and threw bales down from the loft. It was about 4:30 when I got done. So I decided, since Lady was done and I wasn't ready to bring in the other ponies, I better start the girls on their training program.
I took Lady out first. It was her first walk away from the barn, her bff, her mother and everything she knew to be consistent and comfortable in her life. I always call their first outing "THE BIG WALK". You never know what you are going to get the first time out. Stalled pony, rearing, bucking, kicking, biting, circles, speed.... you get the idea. Anything is fair game as far as the young ones go.
Lady was kinda of a mix. We got out the barn door fine. She only shied at a couple things, but not really bad. She was pretty curious to see what we were up to. A few steps out of the barn though I got the stall. I let her get her bearings and then nudged her with the stick ( I have a small stiff whip in which I nudge ponies hinnies). She didn't budge. So I let her sit another second or two. Then she walked a few good solid steps, looked around. Not a big deal.
About half way down the driveway, she stalled again. Only this time I couldn't figure out why. Then I saw it, Tucker had snuck up behind her. Well at least she didn't let loose on him. I just told him to move off, which he did. He kept a few paces farther back.
Things were going well, so I thought we would go out the gate and walk across to the neighbors yard. Well we stood in the middle of the road for along time. There was these yellow markings which she couldn't get a fix on (the middle of the road dividers). She didn't snort, hiss or anything. But she did look at it for a long time. I asked her to move over them and she finally did.
We touched the other side of the road and turned around in the neighbors driveway. Then we decided it was okay to be animated. I knew I had to get her back into our yard. So we hurried at a bit faster walk. We stalled slightly at the yellow markings again, but we didn' t jump over it, we just rushed over it.
We got into our driveway and I thought things were going fairly well, so I asked her to trot. It was a stiff guarded trot, not too bad I thought. I halted her half way up the drive way and asked her to square her back feet and stand. Well the squaring of the back feet went fine, but the standing - not so much. She should have been called jitterbug.
I finally got her to stand, but not square. Only once did I get a glimpse of her glory, back feet square, front feet parked out, back level and neck, well not quite stretched, but good enough for a glimpse. Sometimes that's all it takes to keep moving forward.
Finally we went back to the barn. Whew! We made it. No broken bones, no bruises, no loose pony, no nuthin!. I would call it successful.
I believe she will catch onto the game quite fast.
I looked at the sky and decided if Cookie was done with her grain, she should go on her first big walk too. Her walk was not as eventful. She willingly went with me, trotted, stopped and came back to the barn with a spark in her step. It's gonna be the stop, square and stand that will be the challenge. I didn't even get her to stop long enough to take one breath.
Huh, their first BIG WALK! All done. No we can only move forward in training from here.
On another note, the All Stars Lists came out. Smokie hit 3 of the lists, I am very pleased with that. Opal hit one list, but I expected that, she is a Classic and there are tons of classics that show, very tight competition. Ruffles hit 2 lists, which was a pleasant surprise. And Tulip, my Tulip made me proud. In only two shows, she hit the ASPR Mares All Star List. GO TULIP!!!!!
When I look at those lists, it tells me I am doing something right. All Star Points are different from the Amateur Awards. This is on the ponies themselves. And seeing as in 2008 we only made 2 local shows and Congress, that tells me my ponies are just as special as I have always thought. They did good!
Lady sucked her grain down like an industrial vacuum cleaner, but she was much more patient today in regards to everything else in the world. Cookie, it only took about 20 minutes tonight for pretty much everything to be scarfed down.
While they were eating their grain, I carried water to everyone's buckets, emptied the outside buckets and threw bales down from the loft. It was about 4:30 when I got done. So I decided, since Lady was done and I wasn't ready to bring in the other ponies, I better start the girls on their training program.
I took Lady out first. It was her first walk away from the barn, her bff, her mother and everything she knew to be consistent and comfortable in her life. I always call their first outing "THE BIG WALK". You never know what you are going to get the first time out. Stalled pony, rearing, bucking, kicking, biting, circles, speed.... you get the idea. Anything is fair game as far as the young ones go.
Lady was kinda of a mix. We got out the barn door fine. She only shied at a couple things, but not really bad. She was pretty curious to see what we were up to. A few steps out of the barn though I got the stall. I let her get her bearings and then nudged her with the stick ( I have a small stiff whip in which I nudge ponies hinnies). She didn't budge. So I let her sit another second or two. Then she walked a few good solid steps, looked around. Not a big deal.
About half way down the driveway, she stalled again. Only this time I couldn't figure out why. Then I saw it, Tucker had snuck up behind her. Well at least she didn't let loose on him. I just told him to move off, which he did. He kept a few paces farther back.
Things were going well, so I thought we would go out the gate and walk across to the neighbors yard. Well we stood in the middle of the road for along time. There was these yellow markings which she couldn't get a fix on (the middle of the road dividers). She didn't snort, hiss or anything. But she did look at it for a long time. I asked her to move over them and she finally did.
We touched the other side of the road and turned around in the neighbors driveway. Then we decided it was okay to be animated. I knew I had to get her back into our yard. So we hurried at a bit faster walk. We stalled slightly at the yellow markings again, but we didn' t jump over it, we just rushed over it.
We got into our driveway and I thought things were going fairly well, so I asked her to trot. It was a stiff guarded trot, not too bad I thought. I halted her half way up the drive way and asked her to square her back feet and stand. Well the squaring of the back feet went fine, but the standing - not so much. She should have been called jitterbug.
I finally got her to stand, but not square. Only once did I get a glimpse of her glory, back feet square, front feet parked out, back level and neck, well not quite stretched, but good enough for a glimpse. Sometimes that's all it takes to keep moving forward.
Finally we went back to the barn. Whew! We made it. No broken bones, no bruises, no loose pony, no nuthin!. I would call it successful.
I believe she will catch onto the game quite fast.
I looked at the sky and decided if Cookie was done with her grain, she should go on her first big walk too. Her walk was not as eventful. She willingly went with me, trotted, stopped and came back to the barn with a spark in her step. It's gonna be the stop, square and stand that will be the challenge. I didn't even get her to stop long enough to take one breath.
Huh, their first BIG WALK! All done. No we can only move forward in training from here.
On another note, the All Stars Lists came out. Smokie hit 3 of the lists, I am very pleased with that. Opal hit one list, but I expected that, she is a Classic and there are tons of classics that show, very tight competition. Ruffles hit 2 lists, which was a pleasant surprise. And Tulip, my Tulip made me proud. In only two shows, she hit the ASPR Mares All Star List. GO TULIP!!!!!
When I look at those lists, it tells me I am doing something right. All Star Points are different from the Amateur Awards. This is on the ponies themselves. And seeing as in 2008 we only made 2 local shows and Congress, that tells me my ponies are just as special as I have always thought. They did good!
Monday, January 5, 2009
Generally if you get a warmer day in the winter, you work your tail end off outside to get as much done as possible. SO goes today.
First the ponies stayed in until noon, the windchill was -14 around 11, but right around noon the wind stopped and the sun got a little intense. So I let everyone out.
Now mind you, ponies that have been cooped up for over a day have a high rate of energy bottled up. So everyone was kicking up their heels, or hooves in this case, as I let each pony or pair of ponies out. Even the mares were a little friskie today!
Tulip decided to be 2 year old recently, and today she was in full 2 year old mode. Granted, she isn't officially 2 until June, but it seems kids and ponies seem to hit the terrible twos at about 18 months. Trust me I know, my friend Boogie's 18 month old just entered her terrible twos.
Tulip doesn't wear a halter right now, she is special. I have one other 'special' pony in the barn who doesn't have to wear a halter 24/7, Cowboy. For Tulip it is the result of her cutting herself under her right eye about 3 weeks ago. Trust me, you don't want an open face wound in sub zero weather. The injury itself was a pain in the butt to fix because of the weather - we super glued it which is protocol since it was just a big skin tear. But the super glue, which is supposed to adhere to anything and rather quickly, did not want to adhere and did not want to dry. I believe it was way too cold, but we got it to work anyways.
Okay so I was trying to figure out if Tulip had gotten kicked, or what. I walked the pasture and found on the open gate (I took the dividing gate down between the mares and the fillies for the winter so they could share one water tank) and found on one of the hinges blood and hair. So it goes to say, she had an itch, was scratching it, but got hooked or something. So since she likes to scratch, her halter is now a deadly weapon and she can't have it on.
Cowboy has the same issue. Leave a halter on the boy for 5 minutes and he will have his face bloody.
Okay so back to Tulip. She decided she wanted to go out, but not with any aides, including her mommie. She didn't want to put her halter on. Maybe she thought she would merrily go her own way out the door, but something tells me we would have to visit every single stall before finding the barn door with help. Thus we have to have a halter and lead.
She ducked the first time I tried to put it on her. Then dove for the gate to her stall. She stood so close to the gate and stall wall, I couldn't even get in edgewise. Stinker.
I started to move to her head and she jumped back and turned her butt to me. Gave a little humpy hump. I thought 'Huh, lil spunky this am'. Somehow she thought since she got away with the humpy hump, a little kick would drive the point home. But out of the corner of her eye, she saw how annoyed I quickly became. She jumped to the back of the stall. I popped her side slightly. Not exactly the spanking I needed to deliver, but nonetheless, she got the point. She about faced and walked up to me. Stuck her nose out. I lifted the halter and she side swiped it and laid her head on my chest. Okay now I am wondering - did I teach her that?! I don't remember teaching her that! I do remember thinking if she got much taller she might be a pain in the tuckuss to halter, but I don't remember teaching her to lay her head against my chest!
I did take advantage of the situation, well kinda, and haltered her. Then led her to the barn door. Oh My OH my, we wanted to do aires above ground, but the lead and mommie were telling her she had to walk, nicely. And so we did, reservedly.
Opal wasn't much better - she bucked and kicked almost all the way to the barn door. I pulled her up short and popped the lead. She stopped and set up and the look on her face was priceless -'Who me?! What did I do?!
Everyone else filed out fairly well.
A nice show was put on by the babies, Cookie and Lady. Seems Cookie likes not having her training wheels on. She was cutting corners pretty wickedly and even took a few trips through the deep snow. I stood and watched for a few minutes. Lady and Cookie took turns running up to me to get kisses and 'ata girls' and then sped off again.
So on with the morning chores. I decided I needed to clean buckets, at least most of them. So I had to empty them all, but 3. Clean them and return them to their posts. I also did a full barn clean again. And finally, since there was no wind, burned the mount Everest of grain bags sitting in the doorway.
After a bit, I took an hour break and made some return calls and emails. Went back out, switched stallions so Cowboy was out, and turned Arnold loose while I finished stalls.
Arnold is my 'little boy'. He is the oldest of the stallions, but he stands a mere 20 inches. Don't let that fool you though, he thinks he is king. He has issues with his feet, so he can't do a lot of walking around outside in the snow, especially if there is ice underneath lurking to trip a pony up. The floor of my barn has 4 inches of sand, with hay on top. A nice playground for him to run and buck and kick it out in the winter. He visits with his buddy Shiner and has made a new friend in the junior stallion, Smokie. He makes the rounds of all the pens to smell good smells and look for lost treasures that have been mindlessly dropped by the other ponies. But his favorite thing-- is to roll in front of Shiner's pen and make Shiner all jealous that he can't just run loose in the barn.
While I was cleaning, I did notice a couple ponies let loose of some worms, so I might have to pop them again in a week. Just to make sure this variety has been taken care of. I run a pretty tight ship on the worming schedule. Once a month with a rotation schedule. Have to on such a small farm. Re-infestation is too easy.
I brought the babies in an hour ahead of schedule. I had thought that Cookie had been missing some of her grain. She shares her stall with her sister, Lady. Lady is twice the size of Cookie. Goes to show, Lady needs more grain, or so she thinks. So I am trying to bring them in ahead of the rest and put them in separate stalls, give Cookie time to eat what she wants. Tonight Lady plowed through her grain and was unhappy for the next 50 minutes. Cookie steadily ate with a nice look of contentment on her face. And she ate all her food! Go Cookie!
With all that and the cold weather, I didn't work on any manes or tails. I did find a leave in conditioner, but its water based, so I am thinking it will just freeze. Otherwise, I think it will be a good conditioner for the spring entering into the first part of May.
Tomorrow I have to grind up flax seed and get the ponies on their flax seed. It's been almost 10 days since I started on the soy oil, so they can have it added in now.
Let me tell you, this has saved me countless hours of elbow grease - this combination puts a shine on the ponies like nobody's business. I hardly use any product and they are slick. This year I am going to try to stay ahead of clipping, so all I need to do is a wash three days ahead and hopefully at shows, just put finished touches on. Instead of cold showers in the am!
First the ponies stayed in until noon, the windchill was -14 around 11, but right around noon the wind stopped and the sun got a little intense. So I let everyone out.
Now mind you, ponies that have been cooped up for over a day have a high rate of energy bottled up. So everyone was kicking up their heels, or hooves in this case, as I let each pony or pair of ponies out. Even the mares were a little friskie today!
Tulip decided to be 2 year old recently, and today she was in full 2 year old mode. Granted, she isn't officially 2 until June, but it seems kids and ponies seem to hit the terrible twos at about 18 months. Trust me I know, my friend Boogie's 18 month old just entered her terrible twos.
Tulip doesn't wear a halter right now, she is special. I have one other 'special' pony in the barn who doesn't have to wear a halter 24/7, Cowboy. For Tulip it is the result of her cutting herself under her right eye about 3 weeks ago. Trust me, you don't want an open face wound in sub zero weather. The injury itself was a pain in the butt to fix because of the weather - we super glued it which is protocol since it was just a big skin tear. But the super glue, which is supposed to adhere to anything and rather quickly, did not want to adhere and did not want to dry. I believe it was way too cold, but we got it to work anyways.
Okay so I was trying to figure out if Tulip had gotten kicked, or what. I walked the pasture and found on the open gate (I took the dividing gate down between the mares and the fillies for the winter so they could share one water tank) and found on one of the hinges blood and hair. So it goes to say, she had an itch, was scratching it, but got hooked or something. So since she likes to scratch, her halter is now a deadly weapon and she can't have it on.
Cowboy has the same issue. Leave a halter on the boy for 5 minutes and he will have his face bloody.
Okay so back to Tulip. She decided she wanted to go out, but not with any aides, including her mommie. She didn't want to put her halter on. Maybe she thought she would merrily go her own way out the door, but something tells me we would have to visit every single stall before finding the barn door with help. Thus we have to have a halter and lead.
She ducked the first time I tried to put it on her. Then dove for the gate to her stall. She stood so close to the gate and stall wall, I couldn't even get in edgewise. Stinker.
I started to move to her head and she jumped back and turned her butt to me. Gave a little humpy hump. I thought 'Huh, lil spunky this am'. Somehow she thought since she got away with the humpy hump, a little kick would drive the point home. But out of the corner of her eye, she saw how annoyed I quickly became. She jumped to the back of the stall. I popped her side slightly. Not exactly the spanking I needed to deliver, but nonetheless, she got the point. She about faced and walked up to me. Stuck her nose out. I lifted the halter and she side swiped it and laid her head on my chest. Okay now I am wondering - did I teach her that?! I don't remember teaching her that! I do remember thinking if she got much taller she might be a pain in the tuckuss to halter, but I don't remember teaching her to lay her head against my chest!
I did take advantage of the situation, well kinda, and haltered her. Then led her to the barn door. Oh My OH my, we wanted to do aires above ground, but the lead and mommie were telling her she had to walk, nicely. And so we did, reservedly.
Opal wasn't much better - she bucked and kicked almost all the way to the barn door. I pulled her up short and popped the lead. She stopped and set up and the look on her face was priceless -'Who me?! What did I do?!
Everyone else filed out fairly well.
A nice show was put on by the babies, Cookie and Lady. Seems Cookie likes not having her training wheels on. She was cutting corners pretty wickedly and even took a few trips through the deep snow. I stood and watched for a few minutes. Lady and Cookie took turns running up to me to get kisses and 'ata girls' and then sped off again.
So on with the morning chores. I decided I needed to clean buckets, at least most of them. So I had to empty them all, but 3. Clean them and return them to their posts. I also did a full barn clean again. And finally, since there was no wind, burned the mount Everest of grain bags sitting in the doorway.
After a bit, I took an hour break and made some return calls and emails. Went back out, switched stallions so Cowboy was out, and turned Arnold loose while I finished stalls.
Arnold is my 'little boy'. He is the oldest of the stallions, but he stands a mere 20 inches. Don't let that fool you though, he thinks he is king. He has issues with his feet, so he can't do a lot of walking around outside in the snow, especially if there is ice underneath lurking to trip a pony up. The floor of my barn has 4 inches of sand, with hay on top. A nice playground for him to run and buck and kick it out in the winter. He visits with his buddy Shiner and has made a new friend in the junior stallion, Smokie. He makes the rounds of all the pens to smell good smells and look for lost treasures that have been mindlessly dropped by the other ponies. But his favorite thing-- is to roll in front of Shiner's pen and make Shiner all jealous that he can't just run loose in the barn.
While I was cleaning, I did notice a couple ponies let loose of some worms, so I might have to pop them again in a week. Just to make sure this variety has been taken care of. I run a pretty tight ship on the worming schedule. Once a month with a rotation schedule. Have to on such a small farm. Re-infestation is too easy.
I brought the babies in an hour ahead of schedule. I had thought that Cookie had been missing some of her grain. She shares her stall with her sister, Lady. Lady is twice the size of Cookie. Goes to show, Lady needs more grain, or so she thinks. So I am trying to bring them in ahead of the rest and put them in separate stalls, give Cookie time to eat what she wants. Tonight Lady plowed through her grain and was unhappy for the next 50 minutes. Cookie steadily ate with a nice look of contentment on her face. And she ate all her food! Go Cookie!
With all that and the cold weather, I didn't work on any manes or tails. I did find a leave in conditioner, but its water based, so I am thinking it will just freeze. Otherwise, I think it will be a good conditioner for the spring entering into the first part of May.
Tomorrow I have to grind up flax seed and get the ponies on their flax seed. It's been almost 10 days since I started on the soy oil, so they can have it added in now.
Let me tell you, this has saved me countless hours of elbow grease - this combination puts a shine on the ponies like nobody's business. I hardly use any product and they are slick. This year I am going to try to stay ahead of clipping, so all I need to do is a wash three days ahead and hopefully at shows, just put finished touches on. Instead of cold showers in the am!
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Its Sunday and Oh my gosh the snow!
So we did wake up to about 6" of snow on the ground. And it was chilly. Even though the sun was out - it was below zero for windchill. So the ponies stayed in today.
I did take time to clean stalls, which plays into the whole training thing. Everyone needs a refresher course in tying and moving while stuff is flying around them and pitchforks are under their hooves, etc.
Tulip was fun, she didn't know what to think of being tied, nor did she think too much of my moving her "STUFF" around in her stall. Never thought a pony would be so protective of stuff. Stomp, stomp. Puff puff. Patty Pat Pat, stomp stomp, puff puff. I had to go look to make sure a train wasn't going by.
The amazing thing was each horse got a bit of attention today. Mizzie is going to be drop dead gorgeous. She hasn't been tied in over a year. So she was pretty pitter patter with her hooves as well. But she finally settled into a position that had her pretty stretched out. And boy when she hooked her neck, pretty fine looking there! Can't wait to get that winter coat off of her and get her into a bit better shape! If she gets her legs up a couple more inches and pulls her neck up into that notch on top - WATCH OUT world!
I did have a quandry - what if the local shows don't run the height divisions? I am going to have to have a handler for not only Tulip and Lady because they will compete against each other, but also for Mizzie and Honey as they are both 2 and would be in the same class. SHEESH! I'll cross that bridge when I get there I guess.
Okay, so as the day wore on, there is no way I could work with anyone's manes of tails, the gunk I use would have frozen and then might have broke hairs off. I don't know, but in my mind I see Mr. Freeze from that Batman movie, where he freezes something and it just falls right off. Not interested in that at all with the ponies.
I did a bit of research online, looking for tail extensions. I found a Hackney extension, initiated an email conversation with the person offering it and guess what!?- I had to send that person a link to their own website. I am wondering if the person really knows what they are selling! AND THEN - the person called it a cob tail. WELL - a cob tail is a tail that is cut off very short in a blunt cut, usually at the bottom of the tail bone. This pic was certainly not that. I am curious though because it might just be what I am looking for, so I sent an email back asking for more questions.
Other than that I have to call a couple trainers and ask how extensions are attached to ponies. Its way different than stock horses.
Other than that, I made sweet and sour chicken with basmati rice for supper and YUM!!! It was great!
Off to check ponies for the night.
I did take time to clean stalls, which plays into the whole training thing. Everyone needs a refresher course in tying and moving while stuff is flying around them and pitchforks are under their hooves, etc.
Tulip was fun, she didn't know what to think of being tied, nor did she think too much of my moving her "STUFF" around in her stall. Never thought a pony would be so protective of stuff. Stomp, stomp. Puff puff. Patty Pat Pat, stomp stomp, puff puff. I had to go look to make sure a train wasn't going by.
The amazing thing was each horse got a bit of attention today. Mizzie is going to be drop dead gorgeous. She hasn't been tied in over a year. So she was pretty pitter patter with her hooves as well. But she finally settled into a position that had her pretty stretched out. And boy when she hooked her neck, pretty fine looking there! Can't wait to get that winter coat off of her and get her into a bit better shape! If she gets her legs up a couple more inches and pulls her neck up into that notch on top - WATCH OUT world!
I did have a quandry - what if the local shows don't run the height divisions? I am going to have to have a handler for not only Tulip and Lady because they will compete against each other, but also for Mizzie and Honey as they are both 2 and would be in the same class. SHEESH! I'll cross that bridge when I get there I guess.
Okay, so as the day wore on, there is no way I could work with anyone's manes of tails, the gunk I use would have frozen and then might have broke hairs off. I don't know, but in my mind I see Mr. Freeze from that Batman movie, where he freezes something and it just falls right off. Not interested in that at all with the ponies.
I did a bit of research online, looking for tail extensions. I found a Hackney extension, initiated an email conversation with the person offering it and guess what!?- I had to send that person a link to their own website. I am wondering if the person really knows what they are selling! AND THEN - the person called it a cob tail. WELL - a cob tail is a tail that is cut off very short in a blunt cut, usually at the bottom of the tail bone. This pic was certainly not that. I am curious though because it might just be what I am looking for, so I sent an email back asking for more questions.
Other than that I have to call a couple trainers and ask how extensions are attached to ponies. Its way different than stock horses.
Other than that, I made sweet and sour chicken with basmati rice for supper and YUM!!! It was great!
Off to check ponies for the night.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Starting Over - No More Training wheels!
It was a long day. I had big dreams of having coffee this am and slowly settling into doing barn chores, horse stuff, etc. Well it was a quickly disseminating dream. Kind blew away with the wind that picked up this morning. The farrier showed up. How cool is that?! Today was the day set to take Cookie's training wheels off. Well okay not training wheels for real, but her 5 months of having acrylic shoes on her front feet. She put up a stink all the way through the work on her feet. But then when I let her take her first few steps without them--she didn't know how to step first off. Then I put her out in her pasture with her pasture mate Lady and by the time I brought them back in for feeding tonight, she was trotting up to me just fine. I didn't get a lot of time to watch to see if she tore around the pasture or not, but I do know she ate her feed. Had a bit of hay and then crashed and burned on the stall floor. I would say she might have done a bit outside today!
With impending 5-10 inches of snow tonight, which started coming down at 5 pm, I needed to clean all the stalls as thoroughly as I could. Which meant the weanlings needed a full cleaning. It took me about 4 hours today. One hour was spent helping my Dad move stuff from the garage floor to some shelves he put up. But hey, it was quality time.
Today was also worming day. Okay its supposed to be the 1st day of every month, but we had New Years this month now didn't we??? So that added an extra 30 minutes because each individual pony had to be brought in by themselves, instead of in pairs. Just think Tulip thought that was pretty funny!
And to continue with conditioning show ponies manes and tails - I worked with Honey tonight. OH MY GOSH - it took 2 hours. Its almost 10pm and I just walked in. She was so funny. She is always bugging the crap out of me to pay attention to her. She was having all sorts of fits because I went through her mane while she was tied. Then I did her forelock, if we reared once, we reared 20 times tonight. And then her tail--I am very tired! I got the "I think I am going to try to kick you" bit for the last 30 minutes. Each time I popped the comb on her tummy and reminded her it would get her nowhere! LOL! I took the time to run a regular stiff brush through her bod and then another, just because she was figiting so much.
Ahhh the hard work begins. You say it sounds like too much work? Well, it is, but while I am doing all this I am thinking about the pony and how great she will look in the show ring this summer. Keeps me going.
With impending 5-10 inches of snow tonight, which started coming down at 5 pm, I needed to clean all the stalls as thoroughly as I could. Which meant the weanlings needed a full cleaning. It took me about 4 hours today. One hour was spent helping my Dad move stuff from the garage floor to some shelves he put up. But hey, it was quality time.
Today was also worming day. Okay its supposed to be the 1st day of every month, but we had New Years this month now didn't we??? So that added an extra 30 minutes because each individual pony had to be brought in by themselves, instead of in pairs. Just think Tulip thought that was pretty funny!
And to continue with conditioning show ponies manes and tails - I worked with Honey tonight. OH MY GOSH - it took 2 hours. Its almost 10pm and I just walked in. She was so funny. She is always bugging the crap out of me to pay attention to her. She was having all sorts of fits because I went through her mane while she was tied. Then I did her forelock, if we reared once, we reared 20 times tonight. And then her tail--I am very tired! I got the "I think I am going to try to kick you" bit for the last 30 minutes. Each time I popped the comb on her tummy and reminded her it would get her nowhere! LOL! I took the time to run a regular stiff brush through her bod and then another, just because she was figiting so much.
Ahhh the hard work begins. You say it sounds like too much work? Well, it is, but while I am doing all this I am thinking about the pony and how great she will look in the show ring this summer. Keeps me going.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Day 3 After Day 2 After Day 1
I thought I would blog my schedule this year for my ponies journey to Congress. I didn't post the last two nights, thought about it, but went to bed instead.
Two nights ago it would have been New Year's Eve Eve. I worked with my yearling fillies. I hung a loud sounding clipper in their stall, against the steel wall, so it made a louder noise then usual. I worked through their manes. I haven't really messed with them for a bit because I wanted them to be fillies and have some freedom. And then I weaned them on December 10th. Which for Cookie, has gone well. For lady, it hasn't gone well, she is still slightly upset.
A little back drop - I have worked fairly closely with both fillies since the day they were born. I literally helped bring Cookie into the world, she got hung up on her mommie's hips a bit. And Lady, well lets just say I didn't see her hit the ground, but I was there right after helping mommy dry here.
Since, Cookie has had 3 major issues and I have had to spend countless hours working with here.
Lady on the other hand has thrived and been basically issue free since birth. But I still sat on the bucket in the stall for countless hours.
So now - I have let them be free for a bit and its time to wheel them in and get them ready for they journeys this summer. So I started with their manes. I got a comb through their thick, fine foal manes. I didn't touch their tails. LOL!
Then I worked the clippers up and down their necks and around their ears. They were pretty okay with it. Then I wanted to swipe their bridle paths, well that's not quite so okay. I got Cookies done. She pretty much figures after all the fusses this summer, she pretty much gives in after a few minutes. So a few more months of clipper training and I expect her to be good to go.
Now Lady on the other hand, well it was okay to play, but not to do an actual clip. So we will try again this weekend.
Okay so that was day 1.
Now Day 2. After the show season I let all the show ponies alone. Let them be ponies. Run. Play. Kick up their heels. You name it, they have done it.
So its been cold, but I trimmed a few of the older ponies and they have so much dead skin built up under their manes, forelocks and tails, I have to start using astringent and oil to get it under control, or they will ulitmately mutilate their manes and tails and to my horror, forelocks with a few quick rubs on wood, or steel or whatever they find.
Smokie was up first. It took me a long hour to painstakenly work through his mane. He had on very large snarl in the middle of his mane. I got him oiled, trimmed his forelock and bridlepath and then did his tail. Which thankfully is only a few inches away from the ground now. YIPPEE!
Tonight, I worked through Cowboy's mane, forelock and tail. His forelock and mane were easy. His mane on the other hand. I have never seen him with such snarls. He literally had half of it in such a twisted mess. It took me an hour and a half. But its done. Now to keep after it.
If by some miracle I have the money to upgrade the trailer and could haul the boys with me this summer, I will try to keep after their manes, tails and forelocks like they could be shown this summer. That's my resolve.
So 4 out of 15, just 11 more to go and then I can start over! LOL!
I literally am wet from head to toe, its a lot of work!
Thus ends days 2 and 3.
Two nights ago it would have been New Year's Eve Eve. I worked with my yearling fillies. I hung a loud sounding clipper in their stall, against the steel wall, so it made a louder noise then usual. I worked through their manes. I haven't really messed with them for a bit because I wanted them to be fillies and have some freedom. And then I weaned them on December 10th. Which for Cookie, has gone well. For lady, it hasn't gone well, she is still slightly upset.
A little back drop - I have worked fairly closely with both fillies since the day they were born. I literally helped bring Cookie into the world, she got hung up on her mommie's hips a bit. And Lady, well lets just say I didn't see her hit the ground, but I was there right after helping mommy dry here.
Since, Cookie has had 3 major issues and I have had to spend countless hours working with here.
Lady on the other hand has thrived and been basically issue free since birth. But I still sat on the bucket in the stall for countless hours.
So now - I have let them be free for a bit and its time to wheel them in and get them ready for they journeys this summer. So I started with their manes. I got a comb through their thick, fine foal manes. I didn't touch their tails. LOL!
Then I worked the clippers up and down their necks and around their ears. They were pretty okay with it. Then I wanted to swipe their bridle paths, well that's not quite so okay. I got Cookies done. She pretty much figures after all the fusses this summer, she pretty much gives in after a few minutes. So a few more months of clipper training and I expect her to be good to go.
Now Lady on the other hand, well it was okay to play, but not to do an actual clip. So we will try again this weekend.
Okay so that was day 1.
Now Day 2. After the show season I let all the show ponies alone. Let them be ponies. Run. Play. Kick up their heels. You name it, they have done it.
So its been cold, but I trimmed a few of the older ponies and they have so much dead skin built up under their manes, forelocks and tails, I have to start using astringent and oil to get it under control, or they will ulitmately mutilate their manes and tails and to my horror, forelocks with a few quick rubs on wood, or steel or whatever they find.
Smokie was up first. It took me a long hour to painstakenly work through his mane. He had on very large snarl in the middle of his mane. I got him oiled, trimmed his forelock and bridlepath and then did his tail. Which thankfully is only a few inches away from the ground now. YIPPEE!
Tonight, I worked through Cowboy's mane, forelock and tail. His forelock and mane were easy. His mane on the other hand. I have never seen him with such snarls. He literally had half of it in such a twisted mess. It took me an hour and a half. But its done. Now to keep after it.
If by some miracle I have the money to upgrade the trailer and could haul the boys with me this summer, I will try to keep after their manes, tails and forelocks like they could be shown this summer. That's my resolve.
So 4 out of 15, just 11 more to go and then I can start over! LOL!
I literally am wet from head to toe, its a lot of work!
Thus ends days 2 and 3.
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