It has been a challenging year. A year of the pandemic. A year of working from home. A year of getting occasional messages and complaints that my horse is making too much noise and I need to do something, anything, … Continue reading →
Polly hit four weeks of Nexium and is tapering off and onto a Smartpak supplement. Where are we now? I still see her yawning sometimes excessively when I’m in her paddock. I’m not sure if this is stress relief or … Continue reading →
Confetti has always been the most surefooted of the ponies. I tell her roughly where to go, she figures out the exact path, everyone’s happy. I do overrule occasionally, but for the most part, she has excellent trail sense. I’ve … Continue reading →
Work has settled down to a more reasonable pace this fall as opposed to the constant frenzy of this spring. This is good; the spring situation was unsustainable for me for a variety of reasons and a lot has changed … Continue reading →
A couple months ago – pre-fire – I caught word that a German vet was coming out to the barn to do bodywork on several horses. Acupuncture, chiropractic, massage, etc. He came highly recommended by another trusted boarder. I added … Continue reading →
I did not ride last night. I had a super stressful afternoon at work, got my errands done, and proceeded to stress over the election. Instead of feeding that stress straight into the ponies, the two mares got to hang … Continue reading →
When you’re worried about losing the barn and the town, the stuff in the tack room suddenly matters a lot less. Horses had a ride out. Cats were the next level of concern. I threw a bunch of tack in … Continue reading →
I’m so far behind on posts. I’m trying to do a post a day for November. It may fail spectacularly. I wrote a post yesterday, it’s not speaking to mobile, the draft won’t upload.. photos won’t upload.. WordPress troubleshooting is … Continue reading →
On Tuesday, I headed out to the barn’s area. It was sunny and nice at home further north. When I stepped out of the truck, I tasted smoke. One more errand, and I headed back to the barn watching a … Continue reading →
Fetti’s 24 and a little creaky in her joints. My favorite chiropractor passed away, and the gentleman that took over his clients is the one who told me not to worry about her very fresh, turned-out-to-be-suspensory injury. (We obviously have … Continue reading →