Horse Sense....

 

 

Really loving these vid's with Mares and baby Mares at the moment, and I am often putting up 2 or 3 a day.

Mostly because we have so much fun with them but secondly, I'm pretty sure they're going to be banned soon.  I keep getting little messages that I've been blocked so you know, I think we're on limited time.

Anyhou, no worries, although I still think it's funny that no one seems to know whether I'm breaching or not, while also not wanting to actually commit to whether this music is, or is not, working for baby Mares.  

Everyone's like, We don't think it works, but what if it does...

Talk about hedging your bets.

i mean, seriously, just take an emotional risk, make a decision or at least make an effort in that direction.  But no...

On a positive note though, I did email all the people (well, the music I did yesterday) to ask them if I could use their music.  

No one's replied, but at least I made an effort.

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And Suz and I have started working.

It was going beautifully until I forgot she had had trauma.  Well, to be fair, she's been coming along so well, I kind of forgot.

My bad.

And it went like this...

So Suz and I are hanging round, doing our thing.  We were walking up stairs and down stairs and generally just hanging out.  Then I decided we needed to go up stairs again and Suz said, No.

Of which I chose not to hear.  So we had a bit of a Mexican stand-off.  Suz refusing to budge forward and me not seeing there was an issue.  

Then I did a stupid thing (forgetting she had been badly abused).

The poo picker upper was standing next to me so I picked it up (no, not to hit her but to extend my arm to show her what direction I wanted her to go) and what Suz saw was a spade-like shape hooning towards her to hit her, and she completely freaked out on me.  She reared up, did a back flip, corrected herself and bolted.

It took us an hour to calm everything down.

You know, I forgot that Suz had been kept in small spaces, hit, beaten and generally treated extremely badly.  And I forgot because she has come so far.  Yet the memory of that spade still sits there.  She still shies away from your hand if you move quickly because quick hands hit, harm and hurt her.  She's getting better but today proved that I had forgotten.  

I shouldn't have, I know better than this.

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I got rung up about doing the TV thing again with the mini's.  Again it was a No, it just doesn't feel right and even when I was talking to the woman today it didn't sound right as I was speaking about it.  

I have to trust this feeling, this is what keeps me safe.

At Alex tonight, it was really good.  People were super friendly but I kind of just accept that it was a Tania friendly night. I enjoy it when it happens and accept it when it doesn't.

A funny thing is though that a couple of people have decided that we are friends and it goes like this:

They track me down, normally where I am with the horses, then talk to me for the next 20 minutes.  They do not expect or require any imput from me, but it's not a dump on but rather, in the land of friendship.  At first I was like, Ummmm wait... Now, I am grateful that they have put me on their friend list.  It's hard being friends with a Psychic.  It's the nature of our business, we have no interest in superficial stuff.  And it's not just me, no one in my industry does.  

We can't help it, it's just the way we're made.  We need to know the stuff which is going on in your life and we love depth and connection and random weirdness.  I have had more than one conversation that has by-passed, Hi, how you doing?  My name is... and instead skipped straight to, Did you know that there are direct links between...

And on a totally different but same topic my little cutie pie was there tonight, he's one of my favourite from the stables.  He wasn't racing, just hanging out, getting the gist of things.  

I think he's adorable.  

I smacked him in the nose with the cart tonight by mistake though, but apart from, Hey! Be careful with that! You almost hurt me... he was super nice about it.  

Although to be fair, I was extremely apologetic.  I hate involuntarily scaring the horses.

Actually, now I think about it, I was super clumsy all round the place tonight, not even Full Moon, go figure.

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Quite obviously Suz and I have taken a step back.  She now refuses to come out of her paddock even when the gate is left open.  She is trying to prove to me that she is intelligent and doesn't wish to run away.  

Like Peanut.  

That I can trust her.  She also comes and has her morning banana and has a bit of a pat and stuff.

However, she is also not keen on getting on the lead.

I, on the other hand, am trying to show Suz that I am a trustworthy human.  

We have a good basis, but we are stuck on the finer details.

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Was at Cambridge yesterday.  We love Cambridge - super social and the vibe was just uber cool. 

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Mares had new bloods done today.

I expect everything to be fine, but it's good to have this back up, especially with how I'm working with baby Mares.

I still could not bring Mares up though, which really disturbs me, but the anxiety has come in hard and fast the last few days.  I am fully aware of why however, it doesn't make it any better.  Think of standing naked in a thunderstorm when you're scared of thunder and lightning.  That's the best way I can describe it.

I could quite easily go to the Doctors and get a pill to make this better, but I know why I'm feeling like this and the only way through is well, walking through it.  There's no other way round it.

It's making things a bit uncomfortable though.

And I went into the shed today at home and there's a big, bloody rat.  Well, actually, it's only mid size but since I hate rats, I had to get my friends down to remove it.  

Thanks Aria and Leeshelle...and Geoff who we all decided has to remove carcass when the bloody thing actually dies.

Then I get inside and there's a funny (no, not ha ha but ewwwww) smell and a bloody mouse had the chutzpah to die next to my fridge, almost wedged in the fridge door!

*sigh*

Oh, almost forgot, Mares was an Angel getting her bloods done.  

An.  Absolute.  Angel.

So that's been our week: Things that are working are really working, yet there have also been gaping holes which need work.  

However, I am getting up and showing up and doing the very best that I can, every single day. 

I'm hoping that my best improves.

Wishing you much love my friends and of course, my humans.

Caps, me, Spirit, Az, Ralph, Chew, Suz, Fenny and Flash *sigh* who is still sucking that baby in and of course, my beautiful Mares and baby Mares

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* Shame on you Mr She's not really my wife or is that, She's not really my mistress.  I never said a word.

 

 

** And remember that bloody rat that was at Death's Door? 

Well, it worked out that putting it in the rat trap and leaving it to finish dying had the opposite end result...it gave him shelter and warmth to recoup his energy and Voila! he had recovered and was a gone burger when I got up the next day.

I am not amused.

*** Mouse still decomposing next to fridge.

**** If I have said this once, I have said it a thousand times, Do not, I repeat, do not, either by words or actions, give me an ultimatium.  

Because my answer to you will always be...

 

 

***** My lovely neighbour, Chris came over and with her bare hands picked up mouse by tail, and carried it outside.  In a paper towel because it was dripping. 

The women I know are all freaking awesome.

****** I am not liking this Daylight Savings.  It's completely thrown my days out and a couple of times in this past week I've found myself feeding out in the dark.

Not ideal.

I've also tried to only go once to the stable but to be fair, it doesn't work for either Mares, baby Mares or me.  We like the connection we have, the touching and generally just having that time together.  

And Mares bloods came back.  They're all awesome apart from one which keeps slowly going up.  The same one we have always had trouble with.  Next is to do a urine test, which is going to be fun because I have never taken urine from a horse.  

Any horse.

But anyway, because of how this amino works, and how it is increasing in direct proportion to baby Mares growth, we think that it is coming from the foal.  That already he is building muscles.  

However, we're not going to know until he is born, but every other vitamin, mineral, amino or anything else science-y is perfect.  

Anyway, don't get too excited, remember the golden rule...

Blood tests only tell you that you have got it right today.