Horse Sense....

 

                          

 

So from peeps that apparently know shite, Boo is going to be just shy of 17 hands.  

The average Standardbred is about 16 hands (63.78 inches) measured from the bottom of the hooves to the withers top, but can range from between 60 to 66 inches. Or larger.  

We're on the or larger size.

That's excellent news for us.

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Farrier day today, Caps sulked, Ralph put up a good effort for one so small, Chew got naked, Suz hid and did a bloody good job of it, Az was good, and Mumma was fine, then tried to boot him.  Manily because farrier was trying to farry, while Boo was in like Flynn and like, Snack time!!

The Big E just cruized along.

There was an odd moment though, just before Mumma got farriered when I said, Please don't smack my foal, if he gets in your way.  

There was that funny silence and then he said, What kind of people do you associate with, that would even do that?

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Oh and we have been re-asked to do work with Special Needs/Cancer/Autism, Aspergers and/or Sexually Abused kids, with Chew and Ralph again.

SPCA gave it away and St John's took over, so we took a step back.

Now we've been asked to step forward again.

We've said, Yes. 

But with conditions.  

No elderly peeps.  No Special Needs adults.  No teenagers with issues.

Just kids.

Chew's put down his hoof, and only wants to work with children.  He says that only someone like him, who has known first hand what adults can really do, can understand the kids. 

He knows.  They know.

Absolutely.  No.  Adults.

To be fair, once you've seen Chew work, it makes perfect sense.    

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And Fenny and Flash are home!

Only temporarily, because the weeds and grass are so long, but WOW! are they big.  Like HUGE.

Anyway, I expect the grass and weeds to go down expotentially.

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And the races were excellent tonight.

Very hard to believe it is almost Christmas though, because the weather was crap.  There was a mean wind blowing tonight and even though it had been a beautiful day, it rained at the exact minute I stepped away from my car and shelter, and didn't stop again until I was inside.  

Obviously, no umbrella.

Still an excellent night.

Oh, in one of the last races, some dickwad left off fireworks and scared some of the horses.  Not ours, but even so, man, there are some real fuckwits out there.

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And our motion sensor/video thingy turned up today.

And worked amazingly...for about 30 seconds.

Nothing wrong with the actual product, but I had forgotten about Spirit.  I've worked, played, lived and loved with them for so long, I forget they are there. 

The motion sensor did not.

So it would focus on me and then go, Wait....Energy is stronger here... and bloody disappear and start videoing another part of the room.  You can actually see the video shift, and focus on this Energy. 

When it does focus on us though, it works really well.

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Oh wait, I haven't caught you up on the whole herb situation.

So, last time we talked about it, samples were winging their way over to me.

They never arrived.

Then the company wanted me to order in 100kg lots, then only in powder form, then customs were being difficult (which they truely are, it's a fucking nightmare getting things over to Liam), prices are sneaking up to get them here and are about to expotentially increase, and then to top it all off, I had a whole run of peeps, using herbs in the wrong way. 

Don't get me wrong, the herbs worked.  But as a quick fix, then as soon as they got a result, they stopped.  Which made me stop and think.  Then take a step back.  

I work pro-actively with my horses, which means that I don't wait until something is wrong, I consistently have them all working at full capacity.  I also do not get quick results, and assume they are long-term, results.  That's not me or how I work. It's also not how I wish to work.  

So, I have my own herbs sorted, but I won't be bringing in enough (at this point in time) to on sell them to other peeps.

Slightly disappointing but to be fair, I don't have either the time nor the inclination, to argue with peeps who are adament they are right.  If I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times, I'm not in the business of trying to get you to change your mind.

And it's just too exciting here, with the peeps and horses that I know and love who are all, Hey, have you heard about this....or Have you tried that?

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It never fails to amaze me with companies. 

So, I found myself down at the feed store today.  Not my regular feed store, but I am a fairly regular customer.   Got up to the counter then realized my bag was at home.  I said, Look I'm really sorry, I've just realized my purse is sitting on my bench at home.  But I do have my phone, can I just deposit the money straight into your account?

No.  We don't do that.  

Well, ok then.  I hpped in my car and drove 500 metres to the next horse feed store.  Said the same thing.

And their reply...

No problem.  Do you want me to just send you an invoice, and you can pay it at home?

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So, I've found out why Boo is so mouthy...

Works out Mumma isn't disciplining him.  Our lovely Vet came over today, stood watching him and then was like, He is naughty!  Then, Mumma's not disciplining him.  She should be biting and slapping him when he does things like that.  No biting.  No front footing.  So we had a bit of a chat about that and how I need to be really strong with boundaries with him, but that could be why Caps is always hanging round.  Caps loves being the boss, and he can see that Boo needs some bossing.  

Anyhou, I was told to go speak to my Professional peeps and see if they had any ideas of how to fix this.

So, there I go off to Professional peeps, to ask for said advice.

Leave them alone, Mumma will sort this out.

Next Wellness Check, 1 month from today.

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Ok, so I got a text from the young one this morning, that his flatmate has just tested positive for Covid. 

We're expecting him to be next, considering that they live together (he's in a flat of 5) and everyone spent Thanksgiving together. 

However, he might not get it.  As he's already had a flu type thingy, just before lock down, at Otago University. So he could, quite possibly, already have had Covid, and now has the anti-bodies.

If he has had Covid though, the only place he would have got it was here, in New Zealand.

If he got it here, I've also had it, because he was around me within days of that flu like thingy.  Either staying with me or I picked him up from airports, stayed with him at cross overs, and/or dropped him back to airports.

If I did come into contact with Covid many, many moons ago, then so did you.  I was with my horses, foals, at trials, workouts and/or races.  I also directly came into contact with peeps who were older (83 years old), had had cancer, currently do have cancer and/or young children.

You're welcome.

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Boo and I had a little hiccup today.

He's been pushing the boundaries quite a bit over the last four or five days and today, he turned his back on me and gave me a little kick.  Just because.  I immediately did some clapping and got in his face, and he stepped back.  Which was a good immediate result, but then I brought in this long thing with tassles on the end.  And we really got our boundaries sorted then. 

I've realized that foals are like men. 

Boundaries are everything.

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There is so much crazy ass shite going on here, it's insane.

Lightbulbs are blowing at 2 possibly 3 a day and last night, well, I woke up this morning, soaking wet.  But not just me, my sheets, duvet and pillows.  In fact, there was so much water, there was actually a squelshing noise as I peeled the sheets back off me.  I thought I had had a nightmare at first, but I don't think that's true.  I remember nothing.  Not one thing.

So there's a good chance it was Astral Travelling. 

Although this was the first time, I brought where I had been, home with me.

On a positive note though:

Boo was super well-mannered today, which I'm really happy about.

But I understand, A sprint is not a marathon.

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So that's been our week:

It's busy and (mostly) awesome and (a lot) Alice-in-Wonderland-y but overall, I wonder how I got so damn lucky.

Big hugs and horsey kisses from us here, to you there.

Caps, me, Spirit, Az, Ralph, Chew, Suz, the Big E, and of course, my beautiful Mumma Bear, Belle and Little Boo and of course, Pat and Chuck -  loving my daily fresh egg, girlfriend!
 
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