Do you know what I love?
Is that everyone I know and deal with, is all about not just the best product, but the best of the best and always looking for better.
I love that I can go into one of my favorite shops and we'll be chatting about what I'm feeding, if anything new or unusual has been used, and if I say, Yes! Guess what I'm feeding?... and I proceed to say, then the next minute they'll be telling me what Scientific thingy-me-bob is involved which will be giving me the result.
It's very cool.
I also get random texts, Hey, this has just come in, thought you might be interested...
Boo-ba-licious is doing well on the track.
Belle is back in final training in a few weeks.
No guarantees that she will be racing soon, because her family are late starters, and we don't want to rush her if she's just not ready, but it will give us an idea as to how her times are.
We can start doing the fast work.
Fingers and hooves crossed, baby.
So we had gun shooting practice here at home today.
I was kind of expecting one gun, and 6 turned up. Some of them big Mothers and automatic, which was interesting.
Horses, hand on hoof, stood up at the house with us, watching and giving advice, Don't stand there, Cappy, stand behind her or Left, Tarns, more to the left and my personal favorite, Ooooooooohhhhhh...she's pretty damn good.
And on the, This might be interesting, Johnson and Johnson Baby Powder has 38,000 law suits against it, because it causes Cancer.
So far they have paid out $140 million, with thousands more courtcases pending.
So I've had some interesting conversations recently, mostly starting with, It's a family problem...
So we, that's you and I, need to have a little Tutu about this.
1) I totally agree that things are genetic/DNA.
But this means to me, physical things. Like bad knees, or hoof issues or a short back or a particularly long nose.
It can also mean personality.
Easy to deal with, not so much.
2) I also agree that horses may like particular things, like going one way round the track.
3) What I don't agree with is bad behaviour. Which is then said that, It's a family problem.
On what fucking planet are you living on?
Bad behaviour is learnt behaviour.
Just had to get that off my chest.
Belle really, really needs to go back in work.
She is hoofing it round the paddocks at great speed with no regards for anyone who may, or may not, be in her way.
Boo-ba-licious on the other hand wants to come home.
I remember him being colty at home, however, he is no longer a colt, so we shouldn't have the same behavioural issues that we did.
Refer to above.
And the weirdest thing is happening re our driver.
Three times, in three different conversations with three different peeps (and hangers on) - all random and unplanned, have pointed me in the same direction.
In fact, one conversation happened, when I was in a place I never go, doing stuff I hadn't planned and didn't want, need or desire and there was less than a 3 minute window of opportunity for us to have met.
Spirit have told us who they want.
The interesting thing is everything is linking in from years ago, it's like 7 degrees of separation.
Boo-ba-licious is mighty handsome on the track.
I cannot believe how much Mumma stepped up, and created for us these most amazing babies.
And on a funny note, when someone asks me about a product on a Science-y basis, I just don't know how to say, That's not how I work. I'm your hot/cold, wet/dry/, glow-on/glow-off, happy/sad/depressed horse girl. I just talk with the horses.
There's not one good way to say that.
But ultimately, as I've said many times before, the horses know and understand, and that's all that matters.
But honestly, when you see me know that my main communication is Touch. Horses, people, it doesn't really matter.
Actually, unless I'm Touching it doesn't matter at all.
So that's been our week:
I'm finally able to breathe, take a step back, rebalance, rejuvenate and Zen out.
Well, not 100%, it's getting busier because we're getting race ready, in all the ways that that is important.
But we're more settled in our busy, if you get what I mean.
In fact, I actually ended up having coffee with a mate that didn't involve me putting them on an alarm.
And on a, It's not important right now, but it may be later, a couple of peeps have made an appearance, but since an appearance without an intent, and definitely without action, doesn't mean much, I'll just take a step back and see where they go with it.
Big kissy hugs
Caps, me, Spirit, Az, Ralph, Chew, Suz, and of course, my beautiful Mumma Bear, Belle and Boo-ba-licious, Pat, Chuck, Rose, Pepper, Lily, Shelley, Ossie, Marmite and Geraldine and the cows, Mickey, Mikey and Moose.
** RIP soul sister - You weren't made for old bones xx
*** You cannot just reach over and Touch me. That's a pounce and I'll completely freak out.