Further introduction to me…
I am a fat fucker. I love food. It loves me. I get fat just thinking about marsbars. I am on a perpetual diet. I fell off the diet wagon about two weeks ago and have been shoving bounty bars down my neck two at a time. My FITBIT says it’s fine because I walk about 20 kms a day with the yard work (apparently) and burn about 3000 calories (allegedly). FITBIT is a goddamn liar. So tomorrow I’m back on the stupid wagon. One massive chocolate fudge cake first though…..
I have ridden horses all my life. I am like an equestrian OAP now,a wise old owl with many an ancient mariner-esque tale to tell. I have seen it all,ridden it,fallen off it,heard it all. I had grand plans of giving Ginny Leng a fright when I grew up but that didn’t really happen. (I showjump now instead,but still not really a threat to Ludgar or Gerco) Now I use my wise owl knowledge (the bits I can remember after many concussions) to produce young horses. I am always looking for a horse that I want to keep. I haven’t found it thus far,but you can see all of the ones I have produced on my Pinterest page.
I currently have four equines-two big ones,two ponies. Because of the set up here,I very annoyingly have a companion for each horse. No one can be alone. The companions need companions when their companions are away. It’s batshit,but it works.
Mist is my last homebred. He’s 13 now. His story is for another day,but he is the nicest and most perfect horse a girl could ever have. He has taught me more than any other and he’s my best friend.
I also have Sunshine. Bred by Stracomer stables,I loved her the minute I saw her and so she’s here. She has a massive opinion of herself but she is vastly intelligent and needs to be your partner,not your servant. That suits me grand and she might just be the one I have been searching for.
We have the two companions-Lacey,who is a total celebrity and has a giant fan club and also Tony,who doesn’t have many fans and isn’t famous but Mist can’t live without him. Out-manoeuvred by a 10hh pony….sheesh…..
I have a dotty and senile one eyed cat who cannot ‘cat’ at all but anyway. I also have a scruffy terrier who has perfected the ISPCA abused dog look….’if you know a dog like George….’ And then there are two hens called Dot and Ethel. Dot is a quaint old dear but Ethel is less receptive to human intervention and flattens her neck out like a cobra if you catch her.
We also have about 150 cattle. Several pet cows. Again,they are a blog post all their own.
Last April I had a Charlie. He’s amazing. Huge blue eyes,bright red hair (no idea where he got that) and a wonderful temperament. Trying to fit
Horses around a baby and my many other commitments is almost impossible but you can learn how,here. Sort of.
My husband is a saint. He’s also messy and periodically VERY annoying,but he’s an absolute gent. He makes everything better and is the glue that sticks the whole poxy puzzle together. He’s an amazing dad and both the child and the horse love him MUCH MORE than me. That’s not upsetting AT ALL…..
Other assistance comes in the form of a fantastic baby minder four mornings a week,and about-to-be lights on my sand arena. I start at 5 most mornings to feed,muck out etc before Charlie wakes up,and the arena lights point to many late finishes but then once you have nice horses to ride,hurrah! I can still hear the countdown theme tune and I’m considering adding another hour to my reply when asked ‘how long will you be?’ Never mind,eh.
So there you have it.
Further introduction to me…