My friend, we'll call Sue, is originally from my area, and took her horse, we'll call her Sally, to Montana for school. I board my two horses at a lady's house, the lady who sold me my first horse. There isn't a ton of room, but it's enough for mine with how much they get worked, and there is also a pretty nice barn; three stalls, a hay room, a tack room, and a wash rack.
So Sue was coming back from school, and was looking for a place to stay for the summer until she went back to school at the end of August. "Well here's an idea! Stay with me!" It was only going to be about two months, it's my best friend, and hey, it might be nice to have a little company for a little while.
For the most part things were going well. Sure, Sue didn't put things away where they went, and sure, she left her stuff strewn about the barn aisle and tack room. But hey, it was only a few months. Sure, Sally was a beep of a mare, she kept taking chunks out of my little one, she pooped in the middle of the pasture [whereas my horses had ALWAYS gone in the corners], she started chewing the barn up, getting my mare back into the habit after she had finally stopped, they had to share hay and Sally was such a pig, I doubt my horses were getting what I was putting out for them. Sure, when I asked Sue to take a few minutes every day to pick the pasture, she never did [even though I was also doing it every day]. But hey, I only had to deal with it for a little over two months.
August rolls around and guess what?! Sue decided she doesn't want to go back to Montana. So guess who is STILL at my barn!? That's right! Sue and Sally!
First, Sue gets all mad when I tell her that her horse can't have a bedded down stall for the night over winter. Two of the three stalls will be taken by my two, and the third needs to be left open for shelter because it's all we have. "Why can't Ricci or Gracie be put out?" "That's not fair to my horse!" etc etc. Ricci is clipped for winter, and would be seriously depressed if I didn't let her come in. Gracie is a baby, and I don't trust her to stay outside by herself all night for the duration of the winter. Sally spent all of the last winter in Montana naked. It doesn't get anywhere near as cold here, Sally can handle it.
Sue spoils Sally rotten. Sally has 50 million blankets that needs to be changed all the time, god forbid she wear the same blanket for more than 12 hours. I can't explain how irritating it is to have Sue tell me she had to use a bag of my bedding to put in the run-in stall because the mats were wet. Sure, she got me another bag, but that's not the point.
When Ricci finally got fed up with Sally being a little beep and beating up Gracie [my little one], Ricci started beating up on Sally, and taking chunks out of Sally. I've watched them. Sally lunges at Gracie, Ricci lunges at Sally. Ricci ONLY got on Sally when Sally tried to start something. So when Sue finds all these chunks out of Sally, she gets ALL mad and ALL upset because her poor baby is getting beat up. I'm like, "Well gee, now you know how I feel about your horse taking chunks out of mine."
There have been so many mishaps, none of which have ever happened when I had the barn to myself. I'm just fed up. I want her out, if I knew from the beginning that Sue was planning to stay through winter, I never would have agreed to let her come. TWO MONTHS. That was it. Now I just can't wait for her to move her horse, and she says she found a place and now she's saving up for it or whatever, but I want her out NOW.
Sorry for such a long post, thanks and congrats to anyone that read all of it. I'm sure I'll remember something later and post again, but right now, I just can't wait for her to get out.