I shouldn't say NO fun at all. I've hit a streak of going to the barn at the same time as all my favourite barn people and have spent my time socializing with fellow boarders and playing the "Who's horse has done the stupidest thing" game. The other night I even managed to watch an entire lesson taught by my BO to one of our western gamers. Despite the lesson being a) western and b) designed to improve skills for a barrel horse to cut time, it was actually really informative. The more time I spend with good western riders, the more I realize the similarities between dressage and western. In fact, I have more in depth conversations with serious western pleasure riders than I do with the few hunter/jumpers we have. Western riders kick ass. So much so that I've been having strange delusions of training Cara western (because she WILL be sound enough to do that). The only problem I foresee is finding a saddle narrow enough and light enough. I've heard rumours of a much despised Wintec western pleasure saddle kicking around, so maybe that'd do the trick.
Cara, on the other hand, has been living the life. While I sit frustratedly day dreaming all my horsey fantasies, hers are actually coming true. Just yesterday I hand grazed her for over 2 hours. 2 HOURS PEOPLE! We've been going on walks (think dog walks) and exploring all the nooks and crannies that she feels need investigating. Best of all, she's been dicking around in the field doing everything from fancy prancing to rearing to squealing to in sync bucking/farting. In her opinion this is the most fun activity and of course never ever leads to consequences like year long injuries. Ever. Why would I even think that?
|Look at this face. This face knows everything. This face is always right.|
In other news, school is back in full swing. This means that I am gifted with the opportunity to spend my entire weekend reading about lactation in dairy cattle. It also means that I have to spend more time commuting to the barn (campus is 30 minutes from the mare) which I really, really hate. While the barn is a welcome change from the school environment I am finding it harder to justify driving out there without the reward of at least a walk hack. Then again, if I start skipping out on the barn and ignoring the mare too much she'll probably devise a way to cut off all her limbs or eat her own tongue. I suppose I have to weigh the pros and cons. After all, her legs seem to be the cause of many problems anyways.
Then again, if the mare is leg-less I would be out of reasons to buy a set of these:
|Realistically, this will be used more than any other piece of tack.|
Thats right. They're leg soakers. You attach them to your hose and wrap the ends around the affected leg(s). Then you turn the water on and watch as your horses leg(s) are cold hosed from 4 sides. They are kind of amazing to see in action. I love how they give you the ability to not waste 40 minutes of your time by giving you the option of grooming etc. while cold hosing. Oh yeah, and they prevent crippling back pain garnered from bending awkwardly while dodging angry kicks. Brilliant.
So that's my life right now. Be sure to sit back and digest the thrill and adrenaline that I am living. I may even head to an antique show this weekend, that is if I can stomach all the excitement.