Mon Aug 27th, 2007 12:12 pm
She's really a sweetheart. My husband teases that I love her more than I love him. I just don't have the heart to tell him he's right!
She whinnied for me on Friday and I just melted. I'd gone to get groceries and hollered at the kids to get in the house. She heard me and whinnied. I was so excited! She's now nickering at me every time I go out. She's also letting me scratch her blaze and she's rubbing her head harder against my hand and turning her head so I can get her ears and poll.
She's really a doll and I'm so thrilled with her. I'm under no illusions that it's all going to be a cakewalk, but she's got such a great personality that I think we'll do pretty well.
As sweet as she is it's hard for me to imagine someone hitting her with a rope. I know it happens and it's obviously happened to her by her reaction. I've been taking the lead rope out with me every time I go. Sometimes I clip it on her, sometimes not. But my hope is that she'll realize it's not the much feared North Carolina Horse Eating Rope.
Monday, December 31, 2007
Before and after...
Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words. I think this is one of those times. As I was putting these together to see the difference, I actually cried. It breaks my heart to see how bad she looked, and I was so thrilled to have her that I didn't even see it. I can sure see it now.
Please forgive her Highness's dirt covered coat. She'd been rolling. As always.
Please forgive her Highness's dirt covered coat. She'd been rolling. As always.
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Christmas Cookies!
I guess you know you're a horse owner when for Christmas you don't make typical "Christmas Cookies," you make horse cookies instead.
The kids and I made a whole bunch of cookies and put them in little bucket-shaped Christmas tins. We took some to our riding instructor. We took a bucket to our farrier. We took another bucket to the lady at the horsey store (feed store) here that we always go to. I made up a little label with the ingredients and a little "baked with love" bit from me and the kids. Then I added:
Reluctantly given up by Anya, the beautiful Palomino Tennessee Walking Horse Princess.
It also had her picture printed in black and white.
The kids and I made a whole bunch of cookies and put them in little bucket-shaped Christmas tins. We took some to our riding instructor. We took a bucket to our farrier. We took another bucket to the lady at the horsey store (feed store) here that we always go to. I made up a little label with the ingredients and a little "baked with love" bit from me and the kids. Then I added:
Reluctantly given up by Anya, the beautiful Palomino Tennessee Walking Horse Princess.
It also had her picture printed in black and white.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
The blue tarp
We had a really huge wind storm a few weeks back. I had hay in the front that I'd unloaded but not gotten moved into the hay barn. I'd just thrown a tarp over it and planned to move it the next morning. The wind blew the tarp off, and it went flying. I looked for it for about 20 minutes and finally just figured it was gone.
Then this morning, our neighbors a few houses over came walking up carrying this tarp. He asked if it was ours, and I said it probably was the one that got blown away in the storm. It apparently ended up at his place somewhere. He passed it over the fence and Anya didn't even flinch. It wasn't folded or anything, just a big open tarp. I thanked him and went to go put it away. Then I realized that it would be a perfect opportunity to see how spooky she'd get about it.
Obviously it was okay with her coming over the fence. So I kinda waved it around and rattled it a bit, she didn't care. I laid it out on the ground and waited to see what she'd do. She went over and sniffed it, wasn't very interested and turned to walk away. I walked onto the tarp and she stopped and looked at me. I got her to come back toward me and then took a few steps backward. She put a foot on the tarp. It made that sound that tarps do, and she kinda looked down, but didn't move off. I backed up another step and she stood there. I took a few more steps back trying to get her to walk across the tarp to me.
She put the second foot on and still wasn't overly concerned. I walked back some more, turned around and kept going. She walked right across it with no problem. I turned her around and had her walk back onto the tarp and made her stop. She looked at me like I was a little strange. I made her turn on the tarp and it made its tarpy sounds and I swear she rolled her eyes at me. I let her go, she walked off. I picked up one corner and drug it around behind me and she followed me with no problem.
It's so amazing to see the progress in her. There are times like this that she just amazes me with her willingness and her nonchalance.
Then this morning, our neighbors a few houses over came walking up carrying this tarp. He asked if it was ours, and I said it probably was the one that got blown away in the storm. It apparently ended up at his place somewhere. He passed it over the fence and Anya didn't even flinch. It wasn't folded or anything, just a big open tarp. I thanked him and went to go put it away. Then I realized that it would be a perfect opportunity to see how spooky she'd get about it.
Obviously it was okay with her coming over the fence. So I kinda waved it around and rattled it a bit, she didn't care. I laid it out on the ground and waited to see what she'd do. She went over and sniffed it, wasn't very interested and turned to walk away. I walked onto the tarp and she stopped and looked at me. I got her to come back toward me and then took a few steps backward. She put a foot on the tarp. It made that sound that tarps do, and she kinda looked down, but didn't move off. I backed up another step and she stood there. I took a few more steps back trying to get her to walk across the tarp to me.
She put the second foot on and still wasn't overly concerned. I walked back some more, turned around and kept going. She walked right across it with no problem. I turned her around and had her walk back onto the tarp and made her stop. She looked at me like I was a little strange. I made her turn on the tarp and it made its tarpy sounds and I swear she rolled her eyes at me. I let her go, she walked off. I picked up one corner and drug it around behind me and she followed me with no problem.
It's so amazing to see the progress in her. There are times like this that she just amazes me with her willingness and her nonchalance.
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