Not sure who all remembers me. I did a short stink in this joint a season ago.
I've had a nice long summer. Had it's up and downs. We moved into the new house at the beginning of summer. I was the happiest person alive when my horses got here. Even though they were over an hour late. A couple days after we moved in we found four little kittens in the old corn crib. By we I mean our dog, which meant we couldn't leave them there because our dog thinks cats are delicious. So I brought them in and nursed them and everything else. I found homes for the two females. Ended up with the two boys, Garfield and Tedo.
Well I always heard that cats in the barn are a good thing. A book that I read even said to get a nice young kitten to raise in your barn to keep the mice away. So I didn't really think there would be any problems. One day the kittens were missing. So we, my husband and I, saddled up and rode around the pasture looking for them. I thought they had run off or someone had picked them up. But when we got to the back of the pasture we heard them meowing. I got off and found them and picked them up. We carried them back to the barn and put them in one of the stalls. Got back on the horses and started riding again. Garfield got out somehow. We turned the corner and he darted in front of my Haflinger. I yelled at my husband to stop but it was to late. My Haflinger mare stepped on his head. I was hysterical. My husband didn't know what was going on at first. He got down and saw what had happened and held him until his heart stopped. We both were just in shock of what had happened. It didn't really hit me fully until my husband burried him and handed me his collar. Then I broke down sobbing. It took me a week to get over seeing that image in my head. Now we lock Tedo up in the tackroom whenever we go riding. At least until he gets bigger.
A few weeks later my gelding Dallas came down with an annoying habit of spinning in circles to get back to the barn. He had become so close to my Haflinger mare that he flipped out everytime he was away from her. It got to the point where I wouldn't ride him anymore. Someone I know had a red roan gelding she was looking to trade. So I agreed and she brought him out. I rode him for a week straight and he was fine. Had some stubborn issues but nothing that a little work didn't fix. Now we don't clash at all. He is fine on ground but I really hate riding him. He is slow and un-coordinated, the more I ride him the more clumsy he seems. I've decided I don't like riding Quarters. So this guy is for sale. When he sells I'm going on the search for another Haflinger.
Other than that my summer has been really laid back. No cable or internet so I've been reading a lot and spending some time with my kids. We also have some new family members, Lucy and Lulu our Nubian goats. I really like these guys. They are great. Unless you accidentally leave the tackroom open and then you have to fight to get them out of the feed bag. Learned really quickly not to do that. My friend came over to help me clip their hooves and it was a barrel of fun. I ended up with a couple bruises from the smaller goat who apparently has never had her hooves trimmed before.
Anywho, I thought I'd include some pics.
First pic is the goats, Lucy and Lulu (I know they are skinny in the picture. It was the day after I got them. They look tons better now.)
Second is our kitten Tedo
The others are the red roan gelding, Preacher, and my Haflinger mare, Annalie.
Did I miss anything interesting in the past four months? Did you guys have a good summer?