Better days ahead

Well here's looking to better days ahead, this one was a bust. Nothing earth shattering just a bunch of disappointments and general crap going the wrong direction. It started with the usual thirteen wake up calls from wee one starting at 11:30 last evening right up to 4:30 this morning. Then I discovered upon first light that two fence post decided rot at the base and fall over in yesterday's torrential rain and wind. The horses have been cooped up for two days so it was necessary to go out and fix the fence in the 20 degree weather first thing. I won't bore you with the rest of the day's events as they are not worth writing about. The trailer shopping didn't go well either yesterday. Even though I called and asked all the questions necessary before going to look and was assured that indeed it was the size listed it was not what I was looking for. You see I am not that glitter and glam girl, I don't want a fancy slide out, carpeted

and all the goodies trailer. I like my stock with the exception that 1. it does not have a tack compartment and 2. the dressing room although nicely finished is not big enough for my family of four to sleep in. I really want my boys to start going to my shows and to camp with me so thus the need for bigger digs up front. I'm not in a hurry so I will just keep shopping around and I am sure I can find something in time.

thoughts running amuck

So last night, well actually early this morning around the tune of 2:30 am I couldn't get back to sleep after being awoken by my wee one for the umpteenth time I found my head filled with random thoughts. I should have just gotten up and started typing but instead laid there thinking all this stuff over and around. Some of the things I was pondering were small in the scheme of things and others had more merit to them. The first one is a bigger one that is evidently on my mind more than once a day. As the day nears for Harley to go off to the trainer's barn, I am nervous about it. I have never relinquished my horse to anyone for training and although I have ridden with them for over a year and trust them I still find myself worrying about it. OK, worrying is a strong word to use maybe concerned is a better choice. The thing that concerns me most is that Harley won't be getting time outside in a paddock to play. I usually keep my horses out as much as possible and let them be horses.
Harley enjoys his days outside playing and creating havoc on Tank. I know he is going to be ridden 5-6 days a week and harder than I usually ride him so exercise is not my concern. I just think he may be bored the rest of the time cooped up in a stall not seeing the outside world. The facility is all enclosed in an indoor barn and arena. I am sure he will survive and I plan on visiting him as much as I can although I am banned from riding him for two weeks in the beginning I can take him out for walks weather permitting. Well enough on that, speaking of weather I am back to the crud of 32 and rain/snizzle today so that brings me to my next thought. I am considering getting a different horse trailer and it seems one that may do is at a lot just up the road from me so..........
what better thing to do on a cruddy day than go shopping! So I am off to horse trailer shop today.
Happy Trails...

Another day in paradise

Well folks I didn't make it to the rescue on Friday, my oldest came up with a strange hive pattern on his back and shoulders and a trip to preschool was necessary to retrieve him. Still not sure what set him off, checked for different foods, detergent and the likes but it is another of life's mysteries. He is none the worse for wear and tear I assure you.

Today I enjoyed a glorious day in paradise.... OK, I am stretching it here but I did have lots of horse time and rode Harley! I dug out the trailer and I do mean dug, lots of mud now that we are in the 40's and trailered him to a friend's house. My friend Tiffany has an indoor and a few more acres than me to ride on. Plus her dear hubby just brought her home a new/used trailer. Lucky girl.....honey are you reading this??? Heck I would settle for an outdoor arena at this point. But I digress......
Harley was an absolute gentleman, despite Tiffany having her jumps set up and two very large and colorful pinwheels in the arena. You see Tiffany is getting ready to three day event and is throwing everything at her horse to prepare him. Harley actually walked up to the pinwheel and nudged it, causing it to move and him to jump backwards! The footing is quite deep in the arena and Harley is much out of shape so I did not push to hard but he seemed to remember everything where we left off. After schooling we couldn't help but take a ride down by the creek in her hayfield, I think it did both Harley and I wonders to see something different than home. When I got back I turned Harley out into the abyss
of mud and watched him play. I never tire of watching my little horse, he is such a lover of life. He must have rolled six times covering every inch of himself in grey mud, but oh the joy in his expression. Tomorrow I am going to do it again and will worry about all that grooming I have to do to get the mud off, for now I am basking in the glow of happy horse love.
Happy trails indeed......