Tuesday, March 31, 2009
I was actually rather suprised that it went as well as it did. No one was in a huge rush to get out of the barn but they were all willing to walk out on their own, even Bob. I did decide to throw Bob's blanket on. I know it's too warm but I want him to stay dry.
The temps are in the upper 30s right now but later today it's supposed to drop to below freezing. As I was driving to work, I heard on the radio that Madison (which is only a half hour drive north) was already at 32 degrees and closing many schools and businesses. And interstate from the Wyoming border to Mitchell is closed. Mitchell is not that far away. Made me very nervous. And I just heard that there is no travel advised west of Alexandria. Alexandria is even closer to home that Mitchell. So it's definately coming, it's just a matter of when.
I didn't realize it until now that there was an eery calm this morning while doing chores. There was absolutely no wind. It was a nice straight down relaxing rain. And to think, there's major wind gusts coming our way soon.
I wasn't sure how Maverick and Brego would handle going back into their muddy pen. Maverick wanted to be naughty and not put his halter on. In the process he banged his head on a post. Poor guy. But I told him he was the one who did it, it wasn't me causing him pain. I'm not sure that he really listened. But we finally managed to get his halter on. I went over and pulled Brego out and tied him back to a post. I figure if I tie him up, Maverick won't flip out. Both of them are so herd bound, it's terrible.
Maverick walked into his pen with only one backward glance at Brego. But that was more because Brego was standing there trying to paw a hole through the concrete. I keep telling him if he's going to paw, he better paw all the way to China. I'd like to go on a vacation, it might as well be somewhere far away so keep on digging.
I got everyone settled for the morning. It seemed as though everyone was more interested in eating than in anything else. When I finally got back in, I was pretty well soggy. I'm currently keeping one eye on the weather and one eye on work. I think at the first sight of a snowflake I'll be out of here. One snowflake here may mean a blizzard at home. Although we are only in a Winter Weather Advisory. But I'm paranoid since Borderlands is only three miles from the next county over which happens to be in a blizzard watch. What can I say? I'm paranoid about bad weather.
From NOAA's National Weather Service Weather Forecast Office"
"Blizzard conditions with heavy snow will continue from the James Valley westward through mid morning with light snow developing from Yankton towards Sioux City. Travel is not advised west of Alexandria. Snow will begin to fill in across the Interstate 29 corridor from Elk Point to Sioux Falls to Brookings by late morning. Snowfall amounts west of a De Smet to Tyndall line will likely be in the 5 to 10 inch range by mid to late morning. With the wind gusting to 45 mph at times, visibilities near zero as well as significant drifting will be likely. "
Monday, March 30, 2009
After getting everyone settled for the night I even had time to give Dude a quick grooming. He looks good from far away but when you get up close, his coat is starting to look really tough. Dude didn't seem to mind me messing with him. I wish I had more time at night to get everyone groomed. Although I have to admit, I am in the house before it's dark out. :-)
I did feel a couple of sprinkles while I as out doing chores but no rain yet and it's already 7:30 pm. I'm sort of hoping for a blizzard so that I can play with the horses. I hate having to kick the horses out of the barn in the dark morning. I would rather let it be light out and not rush them. I guess I'll just keep my fingers crossed.
Well, lets keep our fingers crossed that we either miss out on this blizzard or we get slammed so I don't have to worry about going any where. I can't see how we can be in a winter weather advisory when the next county over is in a blizzard watch. I guess if I was on the other side of the county it would be different but when I'm only three miles from the county in a blizzard watch I get a bit paranoid. It must be the farmer in me that worries about the weather. :-)
Based on the weather advisory map above we are only in a winter weather advisory. Problem is, Borderlands is only about three miles from the next county over that IS in a blizzard watch. I'm a bit paranoid when it comes to storms. I was almost caught in a bad storm last year about this time. I don't want to do it again.
I need to make sure I'm home to take care of the herd. If no one is home, they are stuck outside without food. I'd rather be stuck at home than stuck in my car in a ditch somewhere.
So tonight it looks like I'm going to bustle on home and get the barn ready for the big herd, the two box stalls ready for Maverick and Brego, and the "night" pen ready for Tommy and Skippy.
Keep your fingers crossed that everything goes ok with Maverick. We sort of had a misunderstanding last week and now he's mad at me. I'm not sure if I'll be able to pull him out of his pen or not. Brego on the other hand is turning into a complete ham. Every morning he whinnys to me and gives me this look of "Hurry up mom! FEED ME PLEASE!" Notice there's a "please" in that sentence. There's no "please" yet with Maverick. It's "FEED ME NOW OR ELSE!"
And to think, the tulips are starting to pop out AND the grass is starting to green up. Oh I'm so ready for spring.
And to top it off, I also heard in passing that there is another storm system coming in this Saturday. This Saturday happens to be the Worthing Horse Sale that I'm planning on attending. I guess we'll see how the weather turns out before I make too many plans.
Keep your fingers crossed the weather holds until later tonight after I'm home and have the horses all dry and snug in their stalls munching hay.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
I did spend a little time Friday afternoon grooming down Tommy and Skippy. Tommy is really shedding out. I swear there's enough hair for another horse.
I'm hoping to get a chance to play with the horses for a little bit today. The weatherman is talking another storm coming through starting tomorrow. Glad I'm not west river. They are in yet another blizzard watch/warning. And to think, the grass is just now starting to appear. I have tulips starting to show. I'm ready for spring and so are the horses.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Today's Friday Feature Rescue is Queen. She came to live with at Borderlands in October 2007. When we bought the acreage back in 2005, our neighbor had four horses. One of which was Queen.
I'd spent two years watching Queen out my kitchen window. The first winter at our place I didn't have any of the horses on the acreage. So I lived vicariously through my neighbors horses, just watching them walk around their pasture.
Then, in the summer of 2007 my neighbor decided that he needed to get rid of the mares, meaning Queen and another horse. He said he was planning on taking them to Kramers Auction. I was too timid at the time to ask how much he wanted for Queen. After he told me he wanted to get rid of the mares, I began fantisising about Queen and how in a short time she would be mine.
Then the first Saturday in October came and I saw a trailer pull in to my neighbor's place. I knew then that I'd lost my chance to get Queen before she headed to the auction. So that afternoon, some friends and I headed to Kramers to see if I could get Queen back.
We showed up at the scary auction. It always feels like a death trap. Mike was sick but lucky for me I had friends that aren't afraid to go to horse auctions. We sat through the tack portion. My friends bought some goats and then came the horses. And who should come down the auction isle into the ring first, but good ol' Queen.
There was no information on her. I was the only one in the entire place that new where she recently came from. The bidding began. Luckily my friends bid for me. I have such a hard time at auctions knowing where the price is and who's bidding when. The price got up to $100 and I GOT HER! She was my first auction save (thanks to my friends doing the bidding for me).
I wasn't sure if she'd even load, having never handled her before. I didn't even have a horse trailer but my friends had come with their trailer. I threw a halter on and she hopped into the trailer like a pro. She still trailers very well.
When I unloaded her back at home, the other neighbor horses whinnied so at least she hopefully knew she wasn't too far from her past home. I felt so bad. She was exhausted. They'd hauled her to the auction at 10 am and I didn't get her home until 8pm. No food, no water, no nothing. Poor ol' girl.
We unloaded her in the roundpen so she could relax and rest. I wanted to do a slow introduction of her into the main herd. I prefer to do slow introductions. She hung out with Rain for a couple of weeks. And then I think I threw Chaos in with her just to see. She's fairly mellow and didn't seem to care. I now have to keep her separate from Dude and King since they harrass her and beat her up. Poor girl.
At one point my neighbor saw Queen standing in the roundpen and stopped over. He said they had called her Girl. I couldn't handle calling her girl. It wasn't refined enough. I thought about calling her Lady but there had already been a Lady in the family (Grandma Roling's dog). So the next best thing was Queen. That's how she got her name.
The real kicker of talking with the neighbor. He said he would have given me Queen for free. He ended up not getting any money back after sending both the mares to the auction. I was disappointed. I should have asked sooner. Instead I forced Queen to endure the auction. You could tell she couldn't handle the auction and simply shut down and did only what she was told. Poor thing. I promised I would never let that happen again. Now she's living the life of luxury.
She's taught me many things since coming to live with us. She absolutely LOVES her grain and alfalfa. And is actually an escape artist when she wants to. Last summer/fall I had her in a poorly fenced in pasture. When I woke up that morning, there she was standing in the front lawn munching on the good lush grass. She's my "go to horse" when I need a shoulder to cry on. She's very dear to my heart.
I'd taken her to the vet after I got her just to see how old she was. Unfortunately the vet didn't know how to read horse teeth very well. (Least to say, we no longer use that vet.) So this fall, I took Queen and Babe to a different vet. My vet wanted to know how old I thought she was. I said I was told between 20 and 25. My vet looked at her teeth, walked over to his wall chart, and asked if I was sure. He guestimates her at closer to 30+ years old. I guess we'll never really know how old she is or any more about her history. Some girls just don't like talking about their age or their past.
Queen is currently in Madison until the pastures green up. It was easier to have mom and dad care for the mares. That way they have easy and direct access to the barn and don't have to be pushed out of the barn early in the morning on cold days. I do believe the mares are pretty spoiled these days.
Queen is such an awesome ol' girl. I love her to pieces.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
I swear I woke up once to hail. But it could have been super heavy rain. I'm sure glad I put Bob and Rain in the barn. I slept better knowing both Bob and Rain were in where it was dry. I fed the rest of the big herd in the leanto off the barn. I didn't have to worry about the big herd standing out in the rain during the big storms.
I also decided to put up two more panels in the pony pen so that they would have the use of the entire leanto. When I went to put them in last night they were very inquisitive. You could practically see their brains working to comprehend the additional space. I figured this way they could have more space to rip roar around and still be protected. I decided that with the unpredictable weather to keep them in their "night" pen today. It'll be a soupy mess both in their night pen and day pen. I'd rather keep their day pen less muddy since I have to walk through it at least twice a day.
When I went out to do chores this morning at 5:30am there was still a bit of lightening in the sky. Nothing like a good rain to get a fresh start on the day and to bring in spring. I'm starting to see the green grass shoot up out of the old dead grass. I'm hoping spring will come faster this year than last so I can get Bob out on the grass. I think the only way to get weight back on him is to hand graze him on grass.
I did feel bad that Maverick and Brego were out in the nasty stormy weather last night. But I'm hoping that the bad weather will have tired them out so I can possibly do a bit more electric fencing. Maverick hit the electric twice yesterday. After the second time he decided he'd hang out in the middle of the pen and not risk going anywhere near the fence. I believe I'll be doing a lot of electric fencing this year. :-) Good bye bad manners, hello to respecting fence.
I have new pics but they are on a different computer. Hopefully I'll get to post some pics tonight.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Apparently the horses have never seen or heard a flock of turkeys before. The main herd was a tad upset, although nothing too serious. Maverick and Brego on the other hand were a holy terror. Maverick was going to go through the fence like it or not.
So instead of going to the Horse Fair and seeing Stacy one last time, we strung up some electric. Not sure if Maverick and Brego have ever exprienced electric before. Mike says they have. Well, I just reminded them what it was like. And I had to remind the other boys what electric was all about. There's been much disrespect around here lately to the fences.
And to top it off, it started to rain about 1pm. We keep getting waves of rain now. Uggh. Now the pens will never dry out. I'll write more later but there's a bunch of lightening so I think I'd better call it a night.
The digital camera was of course dead so we didn't get any digital pictures. Mike pulled out my film camera to get a couple pictures. Hope they turn out.
Who would have thought we'd have wild turkeys waddle up the driveway this morning. I guess it pays to get up early.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
You bring treats? You know you want to give me treats. They are in your pocket. Put the camera down and feed me those treats.
Oooo, that's the spot! Right there. Oh, over, over, right there! Aaah itchy spot!
As a two year old, I decided it was time to geld him. When Chaos first came to us, I was afraid that he would require surgery since his "manly parts" hadn't dropped. But in May 2007 I took him to the vet who laughed and said he was definatley dropped and ready to be gelded. For the rest of the year, Chaos and I just played. I messed with him as much as I could to get him ready for riding.
I have many more stories about Chaos but I need to go get ready for the horse fair! Hopefully I'll get some good pics to post.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Yesterday I decided that I would pull Tommy and Skippy out of their pen into their "day" pen by the barn. Their "night" pen is really mushy with the ice starting to finally thaw in their pen. So I haltered them up in the dark and walked them over to their pens. Skippy is always right there and lately Tommy is learning that he can be right by me too. He's so timid.
They looked like such wooly mammoths when I got home that I wanted to try and help them shed out. So I again haltered them up and tied them to the fence. Neither were too impressed with having to stand there.
Skippy tolerated the grooming pretty well. He actually leaned into the brush when I was working on his neck. It's so hard to groom him since he's so low to the ground. I need to measure him. I think he's actually a miniature horse/pony rather than a shetland like Tommy.
When I started grooming Tommy, he got a little irritated with me. He's really not too comfortable with me handling him all that much. Every time he started to get overly uncomfortable with me he started to paw the ground. I took that as my cue to move on to a different spot. He still needed a ton more grooming/deshedding but I stopped after only a short while.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Everyone laughs at me when I mention my Fog Calendar. It's nothing "official" or anything. But any time there's fog, I'll mark it down. It's an old wives tale that says 90 days from fog is precipe. Some years it comes true and other years it's not even close. Last year was one of those years it wasn't even close. This year, it's almost spot on. Although it has missed a few snows.
Take for example this upcoming snow. We are supposed to get another rain/snow storm sometime next week. Or at least that's what I heard as I was passing through the kitchen on my way out to do chores this morning. They are talking some type of serious precipe next Tuesday/Wednesday.
Looking at my Fog Calendar, I have it written down that 90 days from next Wednesday (March 25th) we had fog. So we'll get snow. :-)
I'm not sure if it works every other year or what. This year the old wives tale is coming true. Last year, not so much. The year before, again almost spot on. Rather odd.
So looking at my Fog Calendar, I have fog written down for the following days:
- Wednesday, March 25th
- Monday, April 27th
- Saturday, May 9th
Call me old fashioned. But I'm sure glad I tracked the fog patterns this year!
The pics are a view from the kitchen window as the pheasants scurry across the driveway. Run little chickens run!
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
It's hard to tell that Bob is standing in a smallish stall. That's his designated stall. It's easier for me to try and keep his alfalfa from being tossed from one stall to the next if I can keep it in the corner. The pic sort of hides how tough he really looks. I still need to get a couple pics of Bob sporting his new blanket. But it's too hot out now!
I was hoping to get some pics this past weekend of the boys enjoying the warmer weather. There was a good shot of the black boys (Bob, Rain, and Chaos) all standing together. Hopefully I can convince Mike to bring the camera home so that I can get some pics of the horse fair this weekend. Still not sure if I'll go on Friday or not. I'd sure like to. I'd like to know what is going to be discussed at the Unwanted Horse disucssion topic. I'd like to be prepared so that on Saturday I can have all my thoughts together and pose any questions in case the speaker is pro-slaughter.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Since I was sick today, I automatically went for my pajamas. What better way to mope around the house than in your jamys. I felt better in the afternoon so I went out to check on the boys. I figure the best way to make yourself feel better is to be surrounded by animals. I hug from ol' Bob tends to make me feel much better.
It was simply gorgeous out. So I couldn't bring myself to throw on the heavy winter coveralls. Instead I risked it and went out in my polar bear jamys. What's a little bit of mud right?!?! Except that we're swimming in mud these days. I figured since I was just checking on the horses, there wouldn't be any harm in going out in my pjs.
But when it came around to doing evening chores, I couldn't bring myself to put on jeans. And since it's still in the 60s I couldn't fathom the thought of wearing coveralls. I figured my legs were tired enough from being sick, I didn't want to add to it by wearing heavy coveralls.
So out I went in my polar bear jamys to do chores. Luckily Mike took care of hauling water, hauling some of the hay, and playing with the pups. All I had to do was feed the horses grain and a bit of hay. I'd still be out there if I had to do all the chores. Glad Mike is my "Water Boy" and helps out wherever he can.
Since it's not possible for me to go outside without getting at least a little bit of mud on me, I think I'll go exchange these muddy polar bear jamys for a different set of jamys. Maybe scotty dogs, or perhaps horses??
I do love my nephews and niece. But there are days.... I'm home sick with the flu. I'm blaming the kids. Lucky for me it's not even a 12 hour bug. But it sure did mess up my plans. This weekend, starting Friday is the South Dakota Horse Fair. I'd planned on taking part of Friday off to attend. We'll see how I'm feeling and how much time I dare take off.
Since I have just a little bit of energy, I guess I better run outside and let Bob in for his afternoon alfalfa feeding. It's too gorgeous out today to be stuck inside anyway.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Mike and I are currently walking around like we've either run a marathon in our currently out of shape bodies or been run over by a truck. Today has been a fairly productive day at Borderlands Horse Rescue, although there wasn't much going on with the horses.
Mike and Dad spent the day working on the new garage. Hopefully at some point soon I'll be able to get the truck in the new garage and out of the shed. And then maybe I can talk Mike into letting me take over the shed and turn it into an indoor riding arena. I may have to do some sweet talking but I bet I can do it! ;-)
After Mom and I worked on the house, we headed to the barn to do some spring cleaning. I'm a bit careless when it comes to the used up feed sacks. I tend to toss them in a corner and say "I'll get to it later." Well, later ended up being today. I heard at some point that Nutrena had some type of program where you sent in your proofs of purchase and you get certain items. I'm not sure if that's true or if it's still going on. So I've been saving my Nutrena Senior bags for awhile now. Mom and I tackled the feed bags and hauled them to the already half full trailer headed to the dump. It's amazing how many times we run to the dump. I guess that's what happens when you buy an acreage that once was a working farm.
After Mom and Dad headed home (after a full days work), I had to head out and do chores. And that's when I met my arch enemy, Mud. The last two days have been warm so what little snow is left is melting and causing major mud issues. The only snow we have left are the hard snowdrifts we had back in January. At one point during chores, I almost lost my boot. And let me mention, my boots are not the slip on type. They are tied fairly tight because I bought them one size too big to fit my insulated socks. Mike makes fun of me because I clump along with my big heavy snow boots.
Oh, I did decide to pull Tommy and Skippy out of their little pen/covered run in today. I decided that I would put them in the little dry lot pen in between the barn and the old cattle loading chute. I figured if I put Tommy and Skippy in that pen, they could interact with the bigger horses but still have a gate in between to keep the flying hooves down to a minimum.
Skippy seemed interested in the big horses. Tommy could care less. King and Chaos were rather enthralled with the ponies. I swear they were hanging over the fence the entire day. It is funny to watch the big horses interact with the smaller ponies and vice versa.
I wish I could have gotten a picture of Skippy a couple of times. At one point he was standing on the dirt pile (left over from our major water problem). He looked like he was saying, "I'm king of this place!" Another time I saw Skippy playing with Chaos. I'm not sure who exactly was picking on who. I think it was Skippy picking on Chaos but Chaos wasn't going to budge. Sure which I'd had the camera.
I did decide that I would put the ponies back into their run in shed/pen to keep them out of the elements. I wasn't sure if I would be able to catch Tommy or not. He's definately all Shetland pony. But he must have known that it was supper time. He was standing right at my side patiently waiting for me to put the halter on and lead him back to the pen. My thought is, if I halter them every day and put them in the other pen, then they would be easier to catch. Their current pen/run in doesn't always get a lot of sun so I'm also hoping that they'll get a lot more sunlight being in the pen by the barn. As it is, Tommy is really starting to shed out. I need to give both the ponies a thorough grooming.
I actually need to give ALL the horses a thorough grooming. Everyone but Maverick, Brego, and Bob are really starting to shed out. I do like spring time. I love seeing the horses go from woolly mammoths to sleek, beautiful beasts.
But I do think it's time to call it a night. I'm so poop from today's fresh air. I think tomorrow I have to put myself on Poop Patrol. The pens are starting to get a little thick. Now if I could only make the manure turn into gold. I'd be a millionaire.
Kaidan --- Internet at home is slow so only one pic for you to enjoy today. Thought it would be fitting to have a pic of your ponies! Love you little guy!
Friday, March 13, 2009
Meet Babe. She's my 27 year old blind mare. She's been with me since the middle of June 2008. I have learned so much from her it absolutely blows my mind. She's probably the smartest horse I've ever met!
Her previous owner listed Babe in the classifieds as a free horse. I couldn't resist and offered to take her. I'd recently put my first rescued mare, Blondie, down and had room. Babe was listed as partically blind. I figured since Blondie had been blind in one eye, I could easily work with Babe.
Much to my dismay, Babe is completely blind in her left eye and can only see major shadows in her right eye. And when I say major shadows, I mean she can tell when she's walking into a darn barn or walking out into the light from a dark barn. I'm not sure if she can see shadows on a cloudy day.
She's amazingly smart. When I put her out to pasture, she figured out where the fenceline was and remembered. In the open pasture, she found a landmark so that she could figure out where she's at. I swear this ol' girl knows how to count.
Every once in a while she'll lose her place and can't find where she's at. So instead of freaking out, she starts walking in circles until she can find her designated landmarks. How impressive is that?!?! I love this girl.
About a month after I bought her, I decided I'd better buy her some shipping boots. She could have cared less when I first tried putting them on. She's such a mellow horse.
She does freak me out. She's so smart. She usese her ears to "see." She'll turn her head and act like she's looking at you when really she's just listening. She does get a little confused when there are loud noises around her, or when the dogs are out. I swear she could hear a pin drop.
In November 2008 I loaded her up with Queen and took her to the vet to get her teeth done. Of course she loaded like a champ (including me fumbling around with the shipping boots). She unloaded and walked right into the vet's office without missing a step. I walked her into the chute and the vet started looking at her teeth. I insisted that he hand float her because of the noise. I knew she wouldn't understand what's going on and couldn't "see" with her ears over the noise. Lucky for me, my vet is very understanding and didn't bat an eye when I said handfloat only.
So my vet put the mouth guard thingy in to take a peek and he started poking around. He asked me a few questions but I couldn't really answer most of them since I'd only had Babe five months. The vet then started poking around in Babe's mouth and since Babe never moved my vet said, lets try floating her without any tranquilizer. My vet also said he's only handfloated about three horses in his entire life without using tranquilizer. Babe makes four. Babe never flinched the entire time. She stood there like a perfect angel. I'm simply blown away.
I like to keep her previous owner updated every once in a while on how Babe is doing. I told her about the vet and her previous owner said Babe had never had her teeth floated. I can't believe she stood there without any tranquilizer and never threw a hissy fit. Have I mentioned how impressed I am with her?! :-)
I haven't really had much of a chance to play with Babe since then. We decided that she and Queen should spend the winter on the "home farm" with mom and dad. I have to keep the mares and geldings separated at the rescue and don't have enough stalls to accomodate that type of segregation (just yet).
I'm hoping that spring will come soon so we can get some fencing done and bring the girls home. I'd like to get better fencing up that will accomodate Babe better. We'll see how deep my pocket book is. We may only get the essential fencing done and go from there.
I sure do miss hearing the "girls" talk every day. There needs to be more girls at the rescue. I'm out numbered.
The pictures are of Babe this winter at her "winter home."
Yesterday morning when I went to let the horses out, Dude some how managed to mess up the main gate. He must have been pushing on the gate while eating his hay, but I really have no clue. Horses manage to do the weirdest things.
While Mike was fixing the gate, I decided I'd work with Brego on leading and general ground manners. The only problem was Maverick wanted to be handled. I can't understand him. He doesn't want to be touched but he wants to be included in all the action. I think he was jealous from the last time I worked Brego. I absolutely couldn't get Brego out without Maverick getting in the way.
Brego - Bad pic but you at least get to see sort of what he looks like
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Last night was supposed to be chilly too so I put the main herd back into the barn. Just before I shut the barn up for the night and went in I decided to give the boys a treat.
When I went over to give Rain a treat, he decided to clear his nose by blowing snot ALL OVER ME! I had horse snot all over me, mostly on my face. I think he even got some up MY nose! Darn horse. But even with the horse snot, he still got his treat. What can I say, he's my man.
Figured I'd throw a pic in of each of the outside pups too. Here's Gypsy working on her statue mode. She's normally a furball full of energy when she's out of the pen. Her name definately fits her. Talk about naughty dog.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Figured I'd add some pics of just a couple of the horses at Borderland Horse Rescue.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Bob was pretty cozy in his blanket although I don't think he's too fond of it. But it's too cold now for me to pull it off. The blanket did do the trick. It kept the snow and freezing rain off of him. When I went out tonight to do chorse, poor Rain and King were shivering so hard I thought they'd shiver off a few pounds. Don't worry, they are overly plump at the moment.
Everyone was a little off here tonight. I think it must be the wind. While I was trying to get a halter on Brego and Maverick the wind picked up more. For some reason, Brego was so easy to halter but I couldn't even get close to Maverick. We finally came to an understanding and I got him haltered and standing in his box stall. Brego, with all his head tossing, went about the same. Can't wait for spring to send Maverick off to the trainers. Now to just come up with the money.
There must have been something in the air. Mike let Gypsy and Farley out to run and play. For some reason Gypsy, the English Shepherd, decided that she should use her herding instincts and torment the ponies, Skippy and Tommy. She tormented them with the fence in between and then she crawled under to torment them so more. I didn't see it but I guess Mike saw Gypsy get a good kick from Tommy. Animals!!
If we had any amount of snow, I swear we would be in a blizzard. As it was, there's barely any snow. If there would be snow, it would be horizontal since we have 30 mph wind gusts. But I guess that's normal. My only problem was how do I get hay to the ponies without losing all their hay? I have to come out behind the buildings where I'm protected from the wind and get blasted by that awful wind that goes right through your clothes and into your bones. I got the bright idea of throwing a tarp over the hay. I normally put the hay on a round sled and carry over to the ponies. So I figured if I had a tarp over the hay, I wouldn't lose too much. And it worked, except about half way to the ponies, the wind caught part of the tarp and WACK!! Tarp right in my face, along with bits of hay in my face, down my shirt, and all across the yard. Least to say, there were a few choice words said. I learned my lesson. Either walk backwards so the tarp can't hit me or at the very least walk with the sled/hay to the side of me.
Oh the joys of evening chores during a freaking wind storm. Sure hope spring is right around the corner.
uugh... was going to add some pictures but I guess my connection is too slow and I'm too tired to wait. So maybe tomorrow you'll actually get to see some pics of the BorderLand Horses.
Monday, March 9, 2009
It was freezing rain/mist this afternoon when I got home so the big herd went into the barn while the two kids went into their boxstalls. I always dread putting Maverick and Brego in the box stalls. They just don't have the ground manners I'm used to. Although tonight they were pretty well behaved going in to their stalls. I think they wanted to get out of the rain. The wind is supposed to pick up and the temps to drop. I wanted to make sure they got out of the wind/rain before the cold front comes through. I can't wait for spring!!
I did get a chance to work with Brego yesterday. The weather was so beautiful. I decided that I need to really start working with him. I have a call in to a trainer so hopefully Maverick will be gone for a month this summer. I don't know what else to do. I'm going to give him a shot with the trainer. At this point he's definately an unwanted horse. Who else would want a 4yr old sorrel grade gelding with no ground manners and potentially dangerous to an inexperienced person. So I guess I'll wait and see what happens.
I have my calendar marked for the next two Sioux Falls Regional Horse Sales. One in April and another in May. Can't wait. This time I'm taking a trailer! I've learned my lesson.
Hopefully as the week goes by, daylight savings time doesn't kick my butt. I'm hoping for a snowstorm to keep me from going to work. I doubt it'll happen but it sure would be nice to have another day to play with the horses.