Soooooo, long story short, until recently I have had Jack and Pancake at a close friends place or at home when I had a place for them. She is getting up there in years and has serious physical issues so I have been taking care of her place, along with working and going to an accelerated nursing program full time. I was there 5-7 days a week feeding, medicating, watering, fixing fence, etc....Unfortunately just before Christmas I discovered that she had not been making sure that Jack was fed(he is an easy keeper and had to be pulled off the round bale) on the rare occasion I wasn't there doing it myself. Needless to say I was upset and when I confronted her she told me to get over it or move my boys
So I did. I said a few things on the way out of the door,....at an increased volume....
We are now at a very large, thriving facility. Guided trail rides, pony club, riding lessons, special Olympics, summer camp, 18+ boarders, the works. Now, I like the fact that it is a successful business and they are very well thought of in the community, and there are always people around to ride with, but good LORD it's like a bee hive! Are they all like this?
I admit, I find the young girls amusing.
"You're the new boarder!! What is your horse's name? Oh, what color is your horse? I love bays! Oooh, I've never seen a Rocky Mountain Horse before! What is a Rocky Mountain Horse? Do you like Clinton Anderson? I love Clinton. Jack is so pretty, can I ride him? What are his colors? Your mini is soooo cute! Why is his name Pancake? Can I brush him? Do they both have the same colors? Does Jack have a strong neck? He looks like he has a strong neck."
Everyone is very nice and helpful so far, when Jack twisted a hock in the muck
they seemed just as concerned as I was. I haven't noticed any of the barn politics I have heard about. I honestly can't complain but I AM in shell shock, lol.
I think the hardest part has been watching the people that obviously have ZERO experience owning horses. I try to mind my own business, but the day I watched the elderly woman walk away from her flighty 4 yr old while tied to a post by it's bit as she was starting to lay back was a bit much.
I suppose it will just take a while to get used to the hustle and bustle, but until then I pretty much feel like one of the Clampett's climbing wide eyed and
slack jawed, out of the back woods into the middle of civilization,lol.