Horse Sense....




OMG I don't even know why I thought we were slowing down.

There's been nothing slow about it.

I got my sand organised for the Welcome Paddock so we don't get all muddy come Winter - and somehow forgot how bloody hard it was.

10 cubes later, which actually works out to be a ton, an actual bloody ton, actually, it might even be more than that, I started looking at measurements then went, WTF who cares.

Then realized I hadn't planned enough for the driveway which gets super muddy, so got another 5 cubes today.

Somehow this 5 cubes was harder than yesterdays 10.  I think it was because everything was so bloody sore today.

Anyway, inbetween 1 of the fences had a crack which my lovely fencing guy came round and fixed.

He left, then I found another crack.  He came back.

But no, wait, I then found another fence that needed re-fixing.

Bloody Hell! 

Finally, we have everything ready for Winter.


Belle is looking amazing.

I am so unbelievably happy.


Boo-ba-licious is doing another growth spurt on me.

I have never met a horse who literally hoovers food down like he does.

The funny thing is, he isn't fat.

He is just growing.  And growing.  And growing.

However, he is bloody handsome in every way that you want your horse to be handsome.


Oh No!!

My lovely friend Horace died.

He of the, Age beyond Death, met his maker and is now swimming in Eel Heaven with all his other prehistoric buddies.

That was a cool love affair that one, and no, he didn't die on my watch.

Peace out, little dude xx


Sunday, 20th March, 2022, NZ Herald.  Could even have been Saturday, but it's only a small article and I may have missed it then.

Our NZ Government has dropped MIQ requirement for unvaccinated Kiwi travellers.


But we still need vaccine passes and mandates to work.

There's no bloody rhyme nor reason to this.


Chew has his jacket on.

No one else does, but Chew, because of his past, looooooooooovvvvvvves his jacket, and as I am writing this, was bucking and kicking and doing all sorts of funny things to celebrate having his jacket on.  

He is weirdly attached to it.

He's a hunny.


OMFG I almost killed Cappy.

So I planted some Wisteriea because I absolutely love it, the way it looks, the way it smells...

And I have some trellising along the fence paddock which I thought it would be gorgeous for.

So I did my planting.

Very bloody proud of myself I was too.

Get up this morning and Cappy's a little off colour.  Eating some feed but certainly not his fine self.


What did I feed yesterday?  Have I overdosed in some way?

Then I spy one of my Wisteria plants....


Then I Googled and found out it's bloody toxic to horses!  Mostly the seeds, which I don't have because they were only baby plants, but he ate enough to give him a tummy ache and I have one very sorry for himself TB right now.

I have also never unplanted as quickly as I did today.

Now planted way, way, way away from my horses.


Cappy way better this morning, however, still having a bit of a sulk about, Family don't give other family members snacks that kill them.

Bloody men.

On an interesting note, my girls didn't go anywhere near it.


Monday, 21st March, 2022.

People who were unvaccinated were more than three times likely to transmit the virus, more than two times likely to have it and five times likely to be in hospital, Jackson said. "Lets not take our eye off the ball."

But wait, yesterday in the NZ Herald there was an article saying that Jacinda has dropped the MIQ requirement for unvaccinated Kiwi travellers.

If anyone's dropping the ball, it's not the bloody unvaxxed.

Wait...still Monday...

The 10 year old boy who they said was the youngest to die in NZ of Covid, well, best you remember that that lovely boy was in Palative care as he had serious health issues. 

I'm heartsore for his family no matter how he died, but Palative care is not, Died from Covid no matter which way you look at it.

And while I'm still poking that fucking bear, when you look at who is dying from Covid it is looking less like a pandemic, and more like a cull.

Yes, Italy had an extraordinary death toll of people of mature age, but Italy also had the highest people of mature age people per capita in the world.

They don't now.

But what about America? I hear you say.

America has one of the highest amount of obese people in the world, and there is now documentated Scientific proof that Covid gets into the fat cells and does damage.

About 74 percent of adults in the United States are overweight, according to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. That includes nearly 43 percent who are obese, meaning they have a body mass index (BMI) — a measurement of body fatness based on weight and height — of 30 or higher.

Just saying.

We also know that some races are more prone to catching Covid than others.

We also know that whether you are vaxed or not, does not make a difference as you are either genetically pre-disposed to Covid or you are not.

That you can be in the same room, hugging, touching etc and some will get it and some will not.

Covid literally targets some people, and by-passes others.

When you hear hoofbeats think horses not zebras.


Oh wait....Tuesday, 22nd March, 2022:


On the deaths being recorded, Bloomfield said Omicron was not a trivial illness.  Flu had about 500-600 deaths a year. At 10 deaths a day, Bloomfield said this was clearly more deadly than flu.

However, on Science for Communities, 2021 Annual Influenza Summary:

Influenza virus circulation in the community in New Zealand was non-existent during the 2021 winter season.

There was not one death recorded in 2021, as being due to the flu.


Our colours are on their way.

Works out everyone was waiting on me to ok them.

I, on the other hand, was on to the next thing...


So I went to the feed store today and the prices have gone up again.

But you should have already noticed, it isn't just the horse feed, it's everything.

This is the real cost of that bloody virus.

You should also have realized by now that it makes no difference whatsoever whether you are vaxed or not.  

And while I'm out there poke-poke-poking the bear, just about everyone who comes into contact with it, survives it.

If they even get it at all.

I'm not even going to mention the huge disrepency between actually dying of Covid vs testing positve for Covid in the blood after dying of a completely unrelated Health condition, that we still have only 350 ICU beds 2 and a half years after the start of Covid or the changes that randomly happen by Jacinda and Bloomfield that make no fucking sense whatsoever like:  Opening borders, no self isolation for travellers coming in, unvaxed may now come in, no vaccine passes or mandates within 8 weeks...

Yet 7 to 10 people a day are dying.

Admitedly, they are in their late 70's, 80's and 90's, but even so...

Is it a Pandemic if mostly late 70's, 80's and 90 year olds die?

If it is, why are we opening borders, no self isolation for travellers, unvaxed can now come in and no vaccine passes?

If it is not, then why do we still have mandates and vaccine passes?

We shut the country down for 1 Covid case, yet there are, as I'm writing this, over 20,000 cases and we (the public) still have no transparency re ages of those who got sick, what they actually died of, underlying health issues, ethnicity, and whether they were fat.  This last one apparently makes a difference. 

It's an absolute clusterfuck.

I fucking told you this was going to happen.

But wait, give it another 3 months and we're really going to be in trouble.

That's the financial kind, kiddo.

Already 1 kg of Tasty cheese is $17.90 at Countdown.  The minimum wage is $20.

Interest rates are going up, house prices are coming down, petrol is sky rocketing (before Russia, not just after), fruit and vegetables are at a premium, phone services, electricity and water have all gone up and we are heading into Winter.

Just tell me when you might start listening to me and we'll start moving forward from there shall we.


Belle is at the tail end of her Healing and I am so damn proud of her.

She exceeded everyone's expectations.


So that's been our week:

Now we are taking a breather. 

This weekend was all about laxing out, lazing round, hanging with my horses at home, goats, buying wisteria for my garden, planting then bloody un-planting to re-plant in the right place, and organising new pots to hang on my deck.  Bubblebaths full of lavender, epsom salts, clary sage and rose petals, with mud masks for my face.  Pastas with garlic and butter and lemon juice and parmesan cheese and bucketloads and bucketloads of Peanut M and M's interspersed with lots of naps, detoxes and binge watching The Sopranos.

Life's good.

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.


So my son, Liam The Scientist, and I were having a conversation yesterday, and half way through my story he interrupts, Wait...that sounds wrong...

You, my little Angel, may be a Scientist, but Reader bloods runs through your veins xx

** So Jacinda has stopped Mandates for Police and Military.  

Good on her!

Pity she didn't mention it had already gone to court and she lost.  That the court ruled that the Mandates were illegal.

I know, I