Friday, September 30, 2016

Fall So Hard

I almost didn't write this post because we have just been toodling for a few days while he situates himself and while I know thats riveting boring as shit, I still feel like I need an update for my sake.

His hock is healing beautifully, no lameness and no heat, but the tear duct.....isn't? Kinda? I don't know. Banamine and hot compress isn't helping much to my untrained eye, so the vet is coming back out on Tuesday to check. Doesn't seem to be bothering him much but it is draining like crazy and making me bonkers.. UGH.

Plus, he's starting to go mad being kept in because of the torrential rains we've been having and the cold temps at night. That combined with the flies that are still somehow alive, and the fact he grew a winter coat over night, fall is proving so traumatizing for poor B. How dare I subject him to easy rides with no actual work involved besides walking.

*eyeroll*

So, we've been toodling. Unfortunately, our indoor arena renovations were scheduled for this week and sadly won't get finished BECAUSE of the rain, so we've had to ride outside. Normally this wouldn't be an issue, but construction is happening everywhere and B just can't some days out in the open.  (for any new readers, our boarding barn moved locations and BO bought a VERY old farm that needed so.many.renovations so construction has been a thing lately) We had a super ride Tuesday night around the property right after a storm broke though. It was crisp and cold (I LOVE IT) and the clouds were stunning over the pine trees. He was pleased as punch to stretch his leggies and walkabout and I enjoyed the massive cropped field next to our farm, avoiding the big snorts (back hoes and whatnot) back at the farm




We repeated a ride like that Wednesday, combined with light light light flatwork (aka, walk and trot for a few min) afterwards. I want to say it was magical, but he was tense AF and not a pleasure to deal with. I gritted my teeth and tried to be steady and forgiving, but its difficult when the fall air has your TB wound up like a crazy horse and he can't even walk nicely on the buckle without losing his damn mind.


You might notice I switched from the hackamore to a regular hunt bridle with a snaffle for now, after his last theatrics pre-vet visit. I think the hack presses on his face just to the point of irritation with the tear duct issues and he simply cannot combined with everything else fall entails. The noseband is super loose, and he actually seemed to like it for the most part.

Even with that though, yesterday he was a shithead. We joked that the clowns that have been running around our town scaring people at night (a REAL thing, google that shit. I wish a clown would.) were hiding in the woods, because he would spook damn near every time we got near that side of the arena. It was frustrating as all get out and I wanted to punch him in his cute nosey.

"Mahm, I would nehvar"
Instead, each and every time he spooked I would push my hands forward and add more leg. Admittedly, over the last two years my hands have gotten grabby when he spooks (for obvious bolty reasons) and I know that does nothing but create more tension.

Doing the opposite of the thing I want to do when he spooks is LITERALLY harder than college algebra ever was, but dammit I did it.

About 100 times.

Talk about a frustrating ride that involved mostly tense walking and some trotting and a lot of half attempts to bolt at spooky tree clowns.

However, I think it was beneficial. Each time he would get McSnorty on me and I would stay super relaxed, push forward (he has a tendency to tense up and trot almost in place when he gets anxious) he would come back quicker and better each time. It was still fucking frustrating beyond belief, but this is fall with a sensitive TB, nothing I can do about it.

"Le flies, le boots, GETTIM OFF MAHM, I'm being tortured"
Difficult, when every other horse in the arena is behaving and doing horse stuff and yours is acting like a dumb dumb....but I have to remember to ride the horse I have THAT day. Small victories are worth it to me. Getting that full trot circle in the scary end of the arena on the bit and relaxed is wonderful, even if its closure ends with the greatest sideways giraffe impression you've ever seen. At least he's coming back to me and not spiraling out of control.

I knew it was coming though. We had an awesome, relaxed summer. Fall signals the beginning of semi-productive and mostly shitty rides of winter. I am hoping though, that this year will be better than last and we can work together instead of against each other.

Fall so hard man.

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

What Do Wednesday: Tack Whoring

I think its a well known fact that some of us bloggers have a problem.

Tack whoring. You know who you are. Its OK. I'm one too. Lets make T-shirts.

But seriously, Graduated Equestrian's post made me realize just how.many.horse.boots. I have. For shame. I even caught myself perusing ETT last nights for more boots without realizing it. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME.

It doesn't help that I've owned 7 full grown horses, 3 mini's and ridden many others. This means I've collected quite the array of tack, bits, boots and wraps over the last almost 20 years (holy shit). Even saddles...I've accumulated 5, and only use 2. I guess Yankee uses one as well..but still. 3/5 is ridiculous. I wish I could say they're super nice saddles like Voltaire's ( heart eyes) or some other french leather, but they work and they're Okayish....for now.

However, nothing amounts to the glorious collection of orange as fuck leather that I've been using on B for the last year and a half. So ridiculously smashing.



I know, I know, you all want it, but simmer down.

Seriously though, despite being incredibly gaudy, and on the verge of tacky, I got everything (reins, breastplate, girth, running martingale) for a slamming good deal at the Stubben tent at Rolex and I'm broke enough to not give a flying fuck about leather colors when it comes to saving money. Plus it matched my saddle, so.

You know you love giant orange breastplate. Admit it.

I think for the whole ensemble, including the saddle I purchased of ETT, I spent $800.

However, I am quite aware of how fucking ridiculous the collection looks, especially on an orange horse, so I am on the hunt to class up our act a little for when we enter the rated ring. I can't change the color of my saddle without drastic moves, like a dye job, but its fine. I figured I would go for a more "mixed leather" feel for our ensemble. Like, light and darks, contrasting...majestically. lolz.

I thought I was going to have to spend a shitload of more money to find a show bridle, girth and breastplate, but friends (blogging and in real life) have saved me yet again!

Just look at it. Let the orange blind you!!

Somehow, I've pawned most of my spare tack on ETT for bills, and I literally have 7 nosebands, 2 stretched out breastplates, an assortment of girths that don't fit...and no bridles. But 7 nosebands. How does this even happen?

So I reached out to friends, and they delivered. I now have 2 spare, classier breastplates in my arsenal as well as a slightly darker bridle and reins. I will have to dye the hackamore nosepiece...or just save and spring for a PS hack (SO many fucking heart eyes). LOLOL, yeah right.

the unicorn bridle. I NEED it. The model even look like B. Its fate.
A close friend here in OH also tried to convince me to buy her Otto Schumaker dressage bridle at a super discounted price and I *almost* did. Its GORGEOUS, but I have no use for it. I already have a dressage bridle and we aren't serious contenders in dressage. BUT OTTO, omg, grabby hands.

So besides friends, real and internet, I also scrounge English Tack Trader on FB (ETT) and Ebay. I've been using Ebay less and less since ETT has virtually anything you could ever want at the touch of your finger. The ISO (in search of) function is also wonderful, you can trade items if people are willing, and get things on a bargain if people are willing to negotiate price.

ALL boots purchased on ETT. $10 for hinds. $50 for front Majyk Equipe boots and $20 for ME bells. Fucking winning.

Ebay seems to be flooded more with manufactures selling the item at almost retail price, versus ETT that has lightly used items sold by horse owners. As long as you use Paypal for your exchanges, you're covered and I've only had to wait on a item for more than 2 weeks once. Generally I love it, and on a budget, its amazing. I don't have the luxury of buying brand new from stores or private sellers, and while that would be awesome for exchange reasons or malfunctions, I really can't. ETT is a lifesaver! And an actual obsession and problem for my wallet, holy shit.

We will never be the perfectly matched pair, but I think it doesn't really matter much in the long run. Only matters how you ride in the end, and I am a-OK with that. I really just want a little semblance of put togetherness and for people to not remember me by my glaring orange tack. Sometimes its best to not be noticed in those ways, hahaha.

Tried for 5 minutes to get a pic last night where he didn't look like a giant moose-giraffe, but unsuccessful. This is our "new" girth & breastplate; still need to exchange the bridle and reins out
Regardless, that leads me to my question. Where do you all go when you're in need of a tack item? Do you scrounge and save? Splurge? Beg friends? Send out an SOS on the blogosphere? Hunt for a good deal? Slave to Ebay or ETT? Tell me dear readers, what do?

Monday, September 26, 2016

25 Things About Me

B is off 2 more days, then we will just hack about the farm on a loose rein. Until then, I'm bored, and this looked fun and all we ever do here is talk about horses. SO lets talk about other things. I wanted to do the 3 characters that describe you...but I'm drawing a blank on that one. Viva Carlos posted this a while back and few people have joined in on the rather informal blog hop.

25 things you may not know about me:

I'm happiest when... I’m snuggled up with the boy and the dog, watching my latest Netflix obsession (currently Madmen because I have literally watched everything else. Literally.)

.... Especially If... it’s a COLDDDD fall morning or evening, I have some tea, the windows are open and I’m not too hot hidden away in covers and wearing a big sweater. I’m so basic, and I don’t even care.

Lohanthony might be my spirit animal, IDK

I've always wanted to... Ride horses in IRE

My family and I... could not be more different. I think my closest similarities would be my love for working out, hunting and coffee. That’s about it.

I was a terrible... math student. I STILL am. Its really embarrassing, but I never learned my times tables in 2nd grade and it forever put this mental block in my brain for math. I blame those damn timed tests in elementary school. Children should not be subjected to such torture at a young age. I took REMEDIAL college algebra twice in college and BARELY squeaked by with a C- in regular algebra. Luckily I didn’t need more than that. I wanted to be an accountant, but my school didn’t let you use calculators on exams (WTF WHY, real life does) so I dropped out of that program after the first exam..lulz. But, I can barely function WITH a calculator…so…



My first job was... paid legally or nah? HAHA. Legally, with a W9 and everything, Chipotle. I worked there damn near 3 years. Still obsessed.

I could probably eat Chipotle every day. See above.

Chipotleh is mah lahhyfe

I stole… a clothing item (or 5) from every ex of mine. It wasn’t intentional, but my friends now know me as the unintentional clepto, because I will borrow clothes and forget to return them. Legit forget, I’m no thief. I think half of my winter clothes collection wasn’t originally mine…

I was born on the same day as ... Martin Luther King Jr. Bless up.

My all time favorite movie is... ……. This is difficult. I am a movie buff and have seen everything under the sun. Whenever asked this question I can’t ever truly answer it, since I have a favorite in every genre. HOWEVER, Forest Gump I think encompasses everything a movie should have, and might actually be my fav. War, drama, comedy, tragedy…it has it all.

I do a pretty mean...painting. I was an art minor and actually taught painting for 2 years post graduation.

I'm still mad... that my parents bought my brother a Mac and me a Dell for college. WHY. The unfairness is just so much.

I met my SO…on Tinder. YUP. We are a Tinder success story.



I always knew I wanted a … dog. There is nothing like the love of a dog.

I'm not afraid to... try new things. I will never understand people who stay terrified and always repeat “what if”. Yeah, so? What if? At least say you tried and move on. Take that job. Date that guy. Move to a new city. Befriend that girl. Buy the shoes. Get the guac. Buy the horse. Go on that adventure. That’s what life is about!

I make the best...shrimp and grits. But I can also make a bangin’ breakfast with all the fixin’s and I usually do so every Sunday, because breakfast.



I have almost no... lack of patience. I could quite possibly be the most patient person on the planet. There are worse things than a 2 hour line at the DMV. Life will go on. Its not the end of the world.

I always cry when… the national anthem is played. I’ve been known to legit bawl my eyes out at every 4th of July fireworks.

I'm (now) a Medical Biller but I think… professional procrastinator is more suiting. My best work is done at 1AM the night a grad school paper is due. Whoopsie.

BoJack might also be me

I spent 9 years... in braces. NO joke. 3 surgeries, 2 fake teeth and 9 painful fucking years later my teeth are perfect. I have reoccurring nightmares they get kicked out by a horse too.

I wish my folks... didn’t judge how I spent my grown up money.

At 5 I was deeply in love with... elephants. When my parents said no to a pet elephant, second best was horses.

I believe if everyone ....cared less for themselves and thought of others more the world would be a better place. But we all know everyone is a bunch of selfish bitches, including myself, ayyyyeee

I can't stand… people who are late. SERIOUSLY get your shit together!!! I will cut youuuuu!... this might be the ONE thing I have zero patience for. For real.




Whenever any crime show is on I'll watch it. I've seen every season of every CSI, Criminal Minds, SVU, HTGOWM, Cold Case, Psych, Lie to Me, Dexter ETC at least 3x through ....#obsessed

You are, and its OK because ILY
So there's a very horseless and almost useless post, but it was fun. Do any of you like crime shows, breakfast or fall? Cuz we can be friends.

Saturday, September 24, 2016

BYEEEE Money

Ah, Throughbred's.

So very good at maiming themselves.

I am lucky it wasn't worse, given the present issue with his face, but B managed to mangle his hock overnight. Luckily the vet was already coming out, so that save me a vet call. LOLOL

I really appreciate everyone's concern too- you all are the sweetest!! < 3

Poor, sleepy, maimed and hurting B
He first gave him his yearly exam, fall shots and pulled coggins. He palpated his face, with little reaction, inspecting it, trying to figure out the mystery. He  did not think it was an infection, since there was no smell or discharge from the nose. Instead he thinks B knocked his head on something (no surprise there),  creating underlying hematoma's, and ultimately blocking his tear duct. Then we dyed his eye to check for ulcers and see if any of the dye drained into his nose. It did not, and most of it spilled out his eye, answering our question of WTF is this.

Looks pretty gross TBH
So, he got a heavy dose of sedative and we spent the next half hour flushing his tear duct with saline. We think we got the blockage, but he will be back Tuesday to re-flush just in case. he said if symptoms persist we can X-ray, but he is certain that this will take care of it. Poor B did not enjoy it, but I don't blame him. He honestly was a good boy compared to what he would have done last year (reared, kicked us to death, the usual). 

Such small orfices causing such large problems
Apparently blocked tear ducts happen all the time even without trauma, and he should be just fine. We will monitor closely of course, but that is a MASSIVE sigh of relief. Hot compress  to the face and banamine for 5 days and he should be good.

So his hock. Who the fuck knows how horses manage to do these things, but it honestly looks like an animal attacked him. 


It was pretty deep, and swelled immediately, but we still opted for no stitches due to the placement and verifying none of the tendons were damaged. Cold hosing took the swelling down a bit ,along with IV Banamine, so we shall treat with compression and salve for a few days and then it should be OK.

B was a trooper for his care and stood very still for us, which is uncharacteristic for bandages. He's never enjoyed wraps or boots, so I think he knew we were helping. Poor lad.


Pink vet wrap with PIGS ON THEM, adorable

Poor baby
Could've been much worse and he should be good as new very soon, but waking up to that text was still no fun. This year has been a bitch and I really could've gone without all that, but he will at least be OK. Stuff like this makes me think of all the other blogland horses that are lame, hurt or sick and I am sending them all some good juju and healing jungles.

Honestly now I think I am just a little numb to shit like this and simply handle it instead of freaking out like I used to. No point. Just drink more coffee and handle it. Channeling my inner Amy here.

Besides, money is only temporary right? LOL


Friday, September 23, 2016

Our Turn

Well, shoot.

Everyone else has lame or hurt horses so B felt like he had to play.

Fingers crossed its nothing, or something simple but I'm bringing the vet out anyways to be safe. He was LITERALLY just here yesterday for a very sad reason, but I'm mad I missed him!



Backing up though.

Last week B's eye started to leak clear fluid, and I actually thought nothing of it except that maybe with the pollen count his eye was getting irritated with the large pastures and long turnout times. My allergies have been terrible, so I just chalked it up to that at that point in time. Probing produced no soreness and he seemed fine otherwise.

Minus the weirdness of suddenly having issues turning right.

Hmmm.

I haven't ridden since the show (Saturday) due to stuff and things, but still came out to give pets and cookies and it was the same, no change. So when I came out yesterday to ride, I was quite surprised to see thicker discharge and a slightly swollen bump under his eye.

Weird.

I called the head groom over, and Supertrainer (aka BO) to verify this WAS new and I wasn't insane. They agreed, very new. We poked at him though and nothing seemed to bother him. Odd.

I asked if he was off his feed or acting strange and they said nope, he cleans up everything per usual at his usual speed.

Horses, Y U no talk?

So I tacked up, planning to just hack around anyways to try out my new half pad (way too big) and girth (perfect). I also was incredibly sore from weightlifting and didn't think I could do much but plod around on the trails anyways. Figured it would do us both good to just get out and walk around/loosen our muscles.

WAHHH too big. Time to trade in!
Of course though, a MILLION things were happening during my ride. Power washing, construction, turn-out, horses galloping in fields and mega horse flies because its still 90 fucking degrees here, UGH!

Translation; recipe for no good ride

I knew we had it coming, its been nothing but rainbows and cupcakes for weeks. We were due for a bad one, which is expected every now and again.

However, he was weirdly off. Like, in the head.

Shaking it more than usual, EXTRA sensitive and literally could not. would not. turn right.

Okay bud, I hear ya.

Amongst the galloping horses (literally, they did not stop for hours, WTF) though, he was losing his shit and I just wanted to end our very short ride at the walk, on a good note (aka not snorting, prancing, head shaking sideways). I really truly just wanted to walk around, but he was struggling to keep his shit together.

When that was impossible, I gave up after a grand total of 20 minutes mounted, with B lathered in sweat. I shit you not, we just walked, he was just that wound up about something.

Why though

Again, I probed his face, and nothing.

But yet, he was not acting right. His face didn't look right and the discharge from the eye was funky. Nothing from the nose, but he did cough and yawn too, in a struggling manner so I'm like, oh shit.

So I called the vet.

He's a literal saint of a man, dealing with all of us and our incredible accident/injury prone OTTBs and their cray owners who have him on speed dial. He should be coming out today or Monday, so I'm playing it safe, giving B the rest of the week off.

*I* can see a difference in his face, BO and HG could too, so I know I'm not dreaming. The pics do not do justice though.

Can you see the difference?

Big ole lump
Can you see the difference now?
Ugh, hoping its not something awful...I've heard horror stories about sinus infections, teeth issues,  surgeries etc and my mind is whirling even though he seems mostly normal, despite the wound up ride. Hoping whatever it is we catch it early....worried

Thursday, September 22, 2016

7 years, 700 posts

Somehow I've found the energy and time to write 700 posts on this very blog. 7 years of posts, memories, worries, failures and successes.

holy shit.

I was debating what to do with this blogiversary, since everyone always seems to do cool shit and have the hook-up with fancy sponsors/ hosting giveaways and whatnot. Alas, I do not have such things, only mediocre art skills and have nothing to giveaway except maybe some non-equestrian paintings of mine, or offer to make you a saddle pad. But lets be real, I don't have time for that unless you pay me.
For real, give it to me.

Christmas is coming up you know. People love paintings. Essentially, give me your money.

So instead, I spent about 2 hours yesterday digging up 7 years of photos from this blog to share with my people. If you've been around all this time, congrats to suffering through my seriously cynical and depressed college writing and thank you for paying attention to my horses. I obsess over them, so its nice to have internet stranger friends who do as well.

I also was going to try to write a short recap of each year but oh my god no, that would take me days and aint nobody got time for that. It was really fun looking back through posts though, reminiscing on everything Ive done. That was in fact, the entire reason I started this blog. If it got deleted somehow I think that would be the cherry on top to do me in for good. I would literally cry and lay in bed for days.

For those of you that might be new, here is a super short  and fast recap of the last 7 years. In college I trained horses for show money. I went to school in Missouri, so those horses were owned by rednecks and were generally ridden in western gear. It was still fun though and I made a ton of money doing it. I also got injured a LOT. Its apparently my thing. I spent my entire college career trying to move up to Prelim with Yankee and never made it due to one thing or another. Usually money, because I am an actual broke bitch. Also injuries, as mentioned. We still did fun things like dressage and showjump and won lots of cool shit. Yankee is the actual best OTTB and I don't deserve him. Then after graduating, I taught painting for 2 years, because I didn't want to adult. Then I moved back to Ohio, got a real job, bought Bacardi, suffered  worked through his bullshit for two years and here we are today with two, very alive, badass horses. I count my lucky stars everyday that they are mine and that Yankee lived through colic this year.

 Enjoy this random collection of pictures dating 7 years back, in mostly chronological order. Lets start with the extra shitty pics from a flip phone!...

18.1 hand WB I started in dressage, she was HUGE

Lil Freddy, started him too for his owner

This was Chyna, she was insane

Yankee and his signature face

My Baby Z; mini I raised from a foal (she now has a baby of her own!)

Spirit, my badass eventing pony. He was sold in 2008 to a BN eventer, but was still a part of my life until he died 

Working on in hand piaffe with that Yanks in winter

Showing his younger, spunkier side


Contrary to popular belief, I did USED to event

Our 1st top ten finish at Training

Yankee in western LULZ with his leaser Emma

That one time I made this meme and got on EN


Jackie riding Yanks

Training level dressage; got us 2nd place
Turn n' burn

Should've bought this pic
Probably my fav pic of us EVER

Jumpers



Doin our thang

Winter jumper circuit




The colors omg



Still one of my all times fav pics over 4ft 

He's perfect

Pic says it all

Riding Jackie's horse, Isis


USDF Region 4 



Cleaning up in jumpers


No absence of failure. ..
BOING

The legendary day, 5'3



The pic I used to announce my acquisition of this dude

aaaaaand then he kicked me



Saying farewell to Yanks on his lease to the Stivers

Working with spazzy B the following spring

aaaaaand him busting his face open

Killing it at Training


Then, Jackie took him on lease




My EME showjump family





And most of you know the rest!!



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