From the tenacious beast that brought you Oh No It's Another Leasing Question it's "Oh No, I Own This Horse Now"
I am Badger. Jasper is my horse, and my buddy. I started leasing him in April of 2020, and began a war of attrition with the barn owner (who owned him as a hack line horse) sometime in late 2020. Jasper is a senior horse of indeterminate age and origin who loves eating, running, jumping, and rolling in filth, not strictly in that order. He is 16.2 and a chestnut. His buddy in the pasture is Romeo, around 15.2, a gaited cross with a winter coat thick enough to stow a thermos of hot tea in. Romeo was bought by a kind, determined woman who is his best match. Romeo firmly believes Jasper is his BEST FRIEND EVER, Jasper thinks Romeo is a pretty cool guy.
A week into it, I'm still slightly bewildered that I actually honest to god have a bill of sale that says I own the big guy. General updates:
1. Saddle search is ongoing. I look at CL and FB marketplace often, but I also have a lot going on in my life with work and get distracted. I have made some tracings. I will go armed with them to Equine Affaire on Friday. If I have to learn to ride in an English saddle I will, since that's so far the only thing that's fit him (a wintec dressage saddle that was too small for me), but would prefer something closer to a western (aussie or endurance).
2. I think he's gained some weight! Hurrah. I would like to see him gain some more for winter, though he has a good coat and is generally healthy, knock wood.
3. Pretty sure I have a solid list of things I can buy or just look for a good deal on at the Equine Affaire. I will allow myself one frivolous thing, if I find one I like. I am actually going to take the nametag off his second lead rope and make a pendant necklace of it. (again, see also, time and mental energy)
4. Today's ride started not so great. I wanted us to cross the river and go down a trail we have been on once, and cross the road to see if we could get to the trails beyond the town beach. We got to this spot where the trail crosses through a stone wall and then basically becomes a stream/25 foot stretch of puddle. He had a lot of trouble with it the one time we had been through there, and ... did not make it this time. I did try. I see his point. (the train had also passed, and this was not a spot he has seen the train before, which I suppose makes it a different train). I think there's possibly a way around it, but it's hard to tell in the leaves. So we went back across the river, and went on the usual trails. This actually did go well - we (I) are practicing trying to find a nice, controlled trot, and we're having a decent bit of luck with it. So we had a nice time that way.
5. The Alleged Cowboy (he would call himself one but I feel like that's a disservice to the folks on here who I would call cowboys/gals) flatly stated he does not believe in blanketing, but he also spent so long in AZ that he forgot about the existence of humidity when he came back. Jasper doesn't like him much. Last year, my trainer helped with blanketing or unblanketing when I was not around, but she is moving north this month as public trail rides at the barn end. I am having my own emotional crises over this. I work 36hrs a week in three 12hr shifts, so I can be at the barn pretty often, he just may spend a mostly-sunny day in his turnout after a night of cold rain if I can't get there. I don't think this will be too much of a hazard for him? He had his heavy blanket on a handful of times, his turnout somewhat more often (we got a lot of freezing rain and sleet with wind).
6. Not horse related per se but the barn kitten is growing accustomed to people and enjoying their company, will be spayed soon, and is in the habit of stealing food directly from your hand and mouth if you are not alert. She is adorable.
I am Badger. Jasper is my horse, and my buddy. I started leasing him in April of 2020, and began a war of attrition with the barn owner (who owned him as a hack line horse) sometime in late 2020. Jasper is a senior horse of indeterminate age and origin who loves eating, running, jumping, and rolling in filth, not strictly in that order. He is 16.2 and a chestnut. His buddy in the pasture is Romeo, around 15.2, a gaited cross with a winter coat thick enough to stow a thermos of hot tea in. Romeo was bought by a kind, determined woman who is his best match. Romeo firmly believes Jasper is his BEST FRIEND EVER, Jasper thinks Romeo is a pretty cool guy.
A week into it, I'm still slightly bewildered that I actually honest to god have a bill of sale that says I own the big guy. General updates:
1. Saddle search is ongoing. I look at CL and FB marketplace often, but I also have a lot going on in my life with work and get distracted. I have made some tracings. I will go armed with them to Equine Affaire on Friday. If I have to learn to ride in an English saddle I will, since that's so far the only thing that's fit him (a wintec dressage saddle that was too small for me), but would prefer something closer to a western (aussie or endurance).
2. I think he's gained some weight! Hurrah. I would like to see him gain some more for winter, though he has a good coat and is generally healthy, knock wood.
3. Pretty sure I have a solid list of things I can buy or just look for a good deal on at the Equine Affaire. I will allow myself one frivolous thing, if I find one I like. I am actually going to take the nametag off his second lead rope and make a pendant necklace of it. (again, see also, time and mental energy)
4. Today's ride started not so great. I wanted us to cross the river and go down a trail we have been on once, and cross the road to see if we could get to the trails beyond the town beach. We got to this spot where the trail crosses through a stone wall and then basically becomes a stream/25 foot stretch of puddle. He had a lot of trouble with it the one time we had been through there, and ... did not make it this time. I did try. I see his point. (the train had also passed, and this was not a spot he has seen the train before, which I suppose makes it a different train). I think there's possibly a way around it, but it's hard to tell in the leaves. So we went back across the river, and went on the usual trails. This actually did go well - we (I) are practicing trying to find a nice, controlled trot, and we're having a decent bit of luck with it. So we had a nice time that way.
5. The Alleged Cowboy (he would call himself one but I feel like that's a disservice to the folks on here who I would call cowboys/gals) flatly stated he does not believe in blanketing, but he also spent so long in AZ that he forgot about the existence of humidity when he came back. Jasper doesn't like him much. Last year, my trainer helped with blanketing or unblanketing when I was not around, but she is moving north this month as public trail rides at the barn end. I am having my own emotional crises over this. I work 36hrs a week in three 12hr shifts, so I can be at the barn pretty often, he just may spend a mostly-sunny day in his turnout after a night of cold rain if I can't get there. I don't think this will be too much of a hazard for him? He had his heavy blanket on a handful of times, his turnout somewhat more often (we got a lot of freezing rain and sleet with wind).
6. Not horse related per se but the barn kitten is growing accustomed to people and enjoying their company, will be spayed soon, and is in the habit of stealing food directly from your hand and mouth if you are not alert. She is adorable.
