Kind of a vent thread... I'm starting to lose my temper with my barn. I'm trying to decide if I should stay and accept it, move or just talk to the BO. Unfortunately some of it is just stuff he seems unwilling to do much about, since it's been this way for months and I know of a couple people who have left already after he told them "if you don't like it, you can leave".
I purchased my horse from them, so leaving him at his accustomed barn was easiest. The barn is only about 4 miles from my house and literally across the lake from my school, so it's as handy as you can get. We live in the middle of college town, so there are not many board options to begin with. I was okay with the quality of the facility at first, but it's gotten very sloppy lately, the new people boarding drive me bonkers, and there are no "common courtesy" rules enforced.
The new boarders keep using the arena as a turn-out, which forces me to ride in the other arena. This "arena" is not graded, not lighted, and is full of softball sized rocks and trash - yesterday I looked down and saw orange slurpee all over my horse from a 7-11 cup he had kicked. You can't lope in there because the horses trip on all the rocks and uneven ground, there are no barrels or poles to use, nothing. There is a turnaround for cars right next to it (but off the property), and kids have made it a sport to come flying around the corner, honking their horns at the horses, so I almost got thrown yesterday when they terrified my horse.
I haaaaaate that arena.
There is not enough room for the amount of boarders they have - there's probably 40 horses boarded, with one usable arena and one round pen.
When it's not being used as a turnout, it's normal to have 6 or 7 people in the arena (which is tiny, so it's very hard to do anything other than go in circles with that many people). Yesterday there was an unsupervised beginner in there, wandering aimlessly against the flow of traffic and cutting people off who were loping; mildly dangerous, IMO. They are always dragging the arena when there are people in it "because it's hot all day" - riiiiiight, it's too hot for you to sit on a tractor for 5 minutes at a time and drink a beer - and that means I have to dismount, move all my barrels and poles, wait for them, move them back. Pain in the arse. I swear they wait for me to set my stuff up to drag just to be annoying.
Then we have random other stuff, like that my board contract does not include turnout, yet I keep finding my horse's lead rope re-tied different ways like he has been taken out. This is totally not acceptable to me, as he is a problem horse that I'm re-training...I'm not comfortable with other people handling him. I had 2 lead ropes on his stall and one mysteriously disappeared; I found it a week later broken in half behind a garbage can. When I found it gone, that day he suddenly re-started yanking backwards when tied... makes me think someone took him out and he broke the rope on them. I've also come back after a couple of days off to find girth marks on him like he'd been ridden
A few weeks ago, a stable hand announced to me that "he's pretty fat so I told xxx to cut his food back". EXCUSE ME? He's not your horse to do so with. Gah.
The property is now also full of piles of tin and metal and dirt heaps, that seem to be multiplying... when I arrived, they had one or two piles of scrap metal out of the way, now there's about 10. I had to clean the algae out of my waterer yesterday, and there is even algae growing on the wash rack concrete. My boyfriend came with one day and commented that the place looks like a pig sty
I was also informed that they don't check vet/worming/Coggins records on their new intakes which is kind of sketchy to me.
I've been in contact with one of the boarders who did leave, and she says she was actually thrown out after she complained about things. Makes me think the staff won't hesitate to do the same with me. And I have no idea how to politely bring this stuff up.
Sooooo I have to decide if I'm gonna stay and deal with all this, or leave and have to drive an extra 10 miles or so out of my way to board.
I mean, I feel like I may be blowing this out of proportion, but it's become a daily routine of having to groan about something.