My mare came in on Tuesday around lunch. Kevin brought her out, and his wife, Tommye, tagged along. After lunch, we went up to the barn so I could see my pretty, chrome-y little pudge, and once there, Dirk (the trainer my husband rides for) was working some horses on the cutting calves in the hex pen. We were sitting on the hitching posts just outside the pen, and I was talking about breeding my mare back to Haidas Little Pep, when Tommye says, "Whooooeeee! He's purdy!"
He was a blue roan, going gray, with a HUGE blaze and stockings that made me almost think for a minute it was too much chrome to not be a paint. Yeah, he's got nice color going for him anyway, average head, small feet... He was doing ok in the pen, cutting here and there, but as a 5 year old, I've seen others do better at 3. He wasn't overly eager, and was fussing with Dirk's requests when he shouldn't have been. The horse's owner was present, and Tommye asked, "He's so pretty, is he still a stud?" The owner replied, "Yes, he is, he has yet to prove himself, but I keep telling Dirk I don't want to cut him JUST yet, just in case, you know?"
Like he was hoping he'd come around and win a big show soon for him and make some money, worthy of keeping intact. Which Dirk, and my husband BOTH agree, he needs cut, because he's NOT as good as some of the others, and he's got a bad studdy behavior.
Tommye immediately turns to me and says, "Oh! You should breed him to Pepper!" In all seriousness, says it.
I am so glad that Kevin's got the say in what breeds to what in his program. And I'm glad that Tommye doesn't have a say in my mare anymore. Two years ago, Tommye pulled a fast one on Kevin when he was away for 2 weeks, she turned Pepper (my mare) out with a 4 year old buckskin colt to breed. Pepper's extremely hot-natured, and the bucksin stud was sacked out, saddled, and rode in the first 45 minutes, he was so calm and accepting. Anyway, their "fruit" is 2 this year, and again, Tommye pulled a fast one on Kevin one day while he was at work. She climbed on the 2 yo out of my mare, and rode him while no one was home. Brilliant, I say. But I haven't seen Tuey, the colt, yet, so I can't judge on how he came out, just that Kevin was PISSED. BOTH TIMES.
It just makes me wonder, how many of you know someone that pokes in and gives their TEN cents when you could do without their two cents? Or someone who feels like just because there are two "purdy" horses with "parts" that they should breed because they'd get a "kyoot" baby?