8.6.21
Things around here have been changing as usual. Life is never the same unless one allows it to be. Mine changes when all I wanted was some peace and quiet. I think I found it and Pow! I learn I didn't.
This past week it seems I got "evicted" from the barn where the girls were living. Granted, it wasn't much to look at but it was basically safe and okay. The gals who boarded there were nice enough also.
So- there I am standing there trying to take in what had just happened and it wasn't working. I went about my evening at the barn which was nothing compared to what I'd done just a year before. It turns out that the Amish owner realized that there were too many horses in one pasture and that the 'grass would not grow" Well- DUH???? It was overgrazed before I moved in, but that's another story... There I was- wondering what in the bloody heck was I going to Do? Decent boarding farms cost an arm and a leg, and no way I could afford to pay an arm n' a leg. ( it would have made it hard to walk in the first place...;) )
Luckily, the farm owner had included a phone # of an Amish friend of his who lived down the road from where this farm is. I called the next day, drove over to see it, and said " yes" to moving in there. There was to be no refund for me leaving sooner than the month I had graciously been given, so I'm staying until the first of September. By then, the field should be completely grazed down to nothing. That isn't my problem any longer.
On to my subject... During my time at that farm, I realized that some of the boarders had really gotten a bad education concerning horses and their care. I offered to help out one gal- but she was into something else at the moment or wasn't that interested- I only offer once. That was fine w/ me, actually. I had decided to not bother teaching humans or horses any longer.
I've watched some of the teenagers who according to others " really were good riders". Ummmm, no. If they had been taught correctly, they would know how to cool their horses off properly. How to warm up and cool down before and after a ride... and more. Not to mention having tack that actually fit their horses' bodies. Ah well... I just remained quiet and kept to myself as usual.
A very short conversation today allowed me to think that it could be a good idea for this blog. With ALL of the information available online, via some very good professional instructors in the areas, WHY are kids still feeling as though it is alright to pound on their horses because the said horse was scared? Why don't their parents teach them that a beating does nothing but create a frightened and now untrusting animal? Perhaps the "horsey" parent hasn't a clue either?? And so it goes.
I was waiting for the hose to go top off my stall water buckets and they were adding water to the feed. Now- this was sweet feed, and some had pellets. Pelleted feed will absorb water but not in the 2 minutes it took to carry them out to the pasture and dump either in little feed tubs or on the ground. Noooo- it's a waste. I asked one of the teenagers why the horses got wet feed. " Because my horse chokes if it isn't wet." Ummm... Have you ever tried adding medium-sized rocks in the feed tubs so they have to push the rocks about and that slows them down?? Pause " I have heard of that, but My horse knocks over the feed bucket ( the horses are all out 24/7) At this point? I could have mentioned the fact that to prevent a lot of that problem, a person could fasten the feed bucket on the fence post, and voila!! No more troubles. However, I decided to drop it as the kid had a bad attitude and I had dared to ask her in front of her boyfriend ( I guess) and another little friend of hers. Ehhhhhhhh- okay, sweetie- you keep on thinking that...
This sort of thing used to make me crazy as in the past, I'd be looked at as being crazy... Hahahaaa- alright then! Once again, this problem of uneducated humans has shown up in my life and I had to walk away. Why burst her little " I know it all" bubble? After all, she was 17 and no doubt knew all about horses.
I picked up the hose and filled my mare's water buckets... thinking
"yes, it will be nice to be gone from here". I'll miss my newly found pals though... they're just a short way away once we move.
I cannot Wait to get some more chicks and have the mares in the backyard again. There Are positives about boarding but the positives to having one's own horses ''right there'' far outweigh the boarding scene. It'll be like heaven again after all of this 😁😏
My sweet Jaide got kicked pretty soundly a couple of weeks ago and before that ? A hard one to the front of her stifle. That one I had a vet out about- turns out it was a hematoma and would eventually go down- thank goodness!!
Finally, the swelling has gone down almost completely but I was very happy to realize it had missed her eye. I know we dodged a serious wound and plenty of eye problems and have said thank you to the heavens above for looking out for us. By the time I had gotten there it was swollen that I didn't think stitches would hold, It got cleaned out very gently and Jaide was so good for me. This is the mare who'd kick if I did anything she didn't think was alright. She'd threaten to bite and one time, I heard teeth whizzing by my side, but no connection. She is finally learning to trust that I'm not like the "others" as she calls them.
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