Horses

Weight Factors

I’ve been riding more. Not enough, but I’m averaging about twice per week, which is twice as much as before. I’m trying to work the kids on a more consistent basis. Isis is looking good and is back to actually doing collection work. She’s fun to ride. It’s like a light went on last summer for both of us. She understands when you jiggle the reins back and forth to come on to...

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Poem from my Mom

My mom sent me this poem in email today: “When I am Old” (Author Unknown). She said that it is her statement for when she is older. I can completely understand. Just change chestnut mare to bay mare… When I am Old… I shall wear diamonds And a wide brimmed straw hat With silver and leather on it and I shall spend my social security On white wine and carrots And sit in...

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Vet Visit

The vet visit went well today. Both of the girls got their shots. Isis tickled me: quite a few times when I went out of her sight, she would nicker as soon as she saw me. Yup, that’s my kid. Isis was a model reformed mare — she used to be terrified of vaccinations. Today, she was great (and distracted by horse cookies). It’s taken a few years for her to calm down...

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Wonder Mares

I didn’t actually end up riding. Walking around on the uneven ground made tweaked my knee, so I I cleaned my saddle and bridle. I brought the girls in and watched them eat grass in the little paddock near the barn. Rajiyyah has gained weight. Not too much, but enough that she is starting to look pudgy. This is Rajiyyah’s first spring on the rich Tennessee pastures. I’m trying to manage her weight...

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Barn!

I’m heading out to the barn again. I have to be careful how much I do. I mowed yesterday (manual reel mower — no motor, high grass… lots of work for a postage stamp size yard). Apparently, I twisted my right knee enough that it’s been swollen. I cancelled dance practise today so instead I’m going out to the barn. On the one hand this doesn’t seem very bright… on the other hand,...

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Flashback to high school…

I was reading the Tennessee Rennaisance Festival Web page and noticed that the theme for Memorial Day weekend is a jousting tournament. Low and behold the list of jousters includes Barchan, whom I haven’t seen since I was in high school in Maryland. I’m not saying how long ago that was. 😉 Barchan was a member of the Markland Horse Guild and a founding member of Markland. My first horse-related medieval event was...

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Rode. Life is good.

The kids were great tonight. Even with the threat of rain on the drive to the barn, it was dry at the barn. I worked Rajiyyah first with the surcingle and reins. For the first time she focused on me and paid attention. Very good workout. She was mellow and happy. Isis was next. I didn’t havemuch time before it got dark, so we briefly free lunged. She jumped the ground pole five...

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Missing the Barn

It seems like I barely have time to be at the barn, maybe once per week? This is the time I really need to be out there. How could I have forgotten that three years ago it was this time of year when Isis had laminitis? I was supposed to go to a belly dance class tomorrow and go to a meetup. I think I’m going to skip both of those to go...

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Chiropractor tonight

The chiropractor came out tonight. Isis was sore (who knows from what). Maye she had been running out in the field and pulled something. Maybe she was sore from being worked (althoug once in a week wouldn’t seem to strain her). Isis has learned a trick: if she hops her hind end up, the accupuncture needle won’t go in. These needles are long and very thin. You barely feel them when they are...

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Worked Isis (finally)

I worked Isis in the surcingle and side reins. I need to clean her real saddle. The dressage saddle I’ve been using is too narrow now that she has regained some of her muscles. While I’ve briefly ridden her in the dressage saddle, it isn’t a good idea to do real work on her in it. It sits high on her whithers, which means my position is pushed back and puts weight on...

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When to breed?

The question of whether to breed or not to is especially hard to me. I grew up on a breeding farm. We bred the best Crabbet and Egyptian Arabians (later only straight Egyptians) we could afford and always made sure they found homes. My primary mare, Isis, is a product of the Crabbet/Egyptian breeding. She is the granddaughter of our first Arabian mare. I have had the honor of meeting the majority of...

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