Watching my youngest getting her horse riding lesson. Always a hoot other than being eaten by the farm bugs. She is currently on a Percheron, a heavy horse, and watching a ten year old on one of those is like a flea on an elephant. My eldest has decided she is not interested in the horses. She thinks herself too …
This was not a “good Friday” unless your idea of “good” involves shovelling horse shit…literally. I cleaned two large stalls and started a third. I’m not used to that kind of work, so my back is screaming at me and my head is crying for a pillow. Soon, baby, soon. What I would do for a massage right now. Therapeutic…rub …
I am attending a presentation on massage therapy…FOR YOUR HORSE. Probably not something most people think of, but animals have some of the same problems we do. Specific to horses there are, of course, doctors…aka the vet. However, there are also massage therapists, dentists, chiropractors…and probably even stylists. All sarcasm aside, having dealt with some race and show horses over …
Will be off for a horse riding lesson with my youngest shortly. Normally we would do this tomorrow morning but due to a schedule snafu that is messing my weekend with my girls, we have adjusted accordingly. I will not be in the ring with her today, though. Two other children will be. A bit funny, however, when my youngest …
I might argue that “alternate universe”…or alternate reality stories are not only their own genre, but perhaps my favourite genre. Stories that ask the questions and tell the stories of…what if Hitler and the Nazis won the war…what if the aliens landed at Roswell instead of crashing…what if Neil Armstrong and the boys found someone waiting for them on the Moon? These …
My hands are still near frozen from this morning’s events…only so much blowing on them one can do before the fingers dry up and fall off… Have some pictures I’ll be posting on Facebook in a bit…no…no nudes…not this time…unless you count a horse as nude when it isn’t wearing pants. Speaking of which, she did scream at a couple …
Today is the Santa Claus parade in these here parts. Being I have a horse involved in this, we’re loading her up shortly. During this parade, I will proudly trundle along, shovel in hand, behind said horse…well, proud-ish. I’m also guessing that the part of Santa will not be played by Tim Allen…and, next to Die Hard, that first “The …
Just saw a man about a horse…literally. My back is ready to give out…my legs feel like I’ve been straddling a barrel all day…but we did it. Myself and the little one both got our horses (her’s was Gazoo…in essence, riding Gazoo is like riding a couch…and mine was Angus, a tall black Percheron gelding). Giggles abound in the arena …