I Pitched 'Em All!!

I really don't know how people who write for a living do it!  Or Raising Rainbows, who posts nearly everyday....  I will start a post, be interrupted.  Start another post, need pictures...and before I know it, I will have 3 or 4 posts going at once.  Then I will try and work on one and realize my "mood" when I began that post doesn't match the mood I'm in right now, so it literly seems as though there are two authors.  Hmmm, maybe there is medicine for that...or maybe I need some dicipline... 

Anyhoooo, I tossed out all of the saved posts and am just going to cram what they said (more or less) into this post!!

After attending the Charmayne's clinic last year, Mindy and I decided that maybe getting some reigning training on our horses would help or cause.  I contacted a trainer here, locally.  A trainer who has taken horses and people in several different events to Quarter Horse Congress and placed very well.  This trainer has reiners, halter horses, huntseat, and western pleasure points.  And lots of them.  We both talked to the tainer, I personally know some of this trainers clinents seemed like it would be a good fit.

It wasn't the worst experience of my life, although my sisters head may be ready to explode about now.  One horse ended up not being broke enough basically and got kicked out.  They did "no charge" for that horse, but it still leaves you wondering!  The other was there for, say boot camp and instead the trainer seems to have been bringing her on slowly, rather than polishing what was there and hammering out some issues. 

Niether horse is where we expected them to be after 30 days. So Sally is at my house while I look for someone to "cowboy up" and teach her how to work and to like it. Chix is now at the barrel trainers to be finished on the pattern. The barrel trainer watched the first trainer ride and then rode Chix. And at the walk and trot Chix was fine, she sort of fell apart when speed was added. The barrel trainer wasn't impressed.

I just don't know what went wrong....

Hauled horses to the vet. Fiona, Remi, and Sally. Tari and Horse Girl's vaccines came home with me, and once Tari's filly is on the ground she and Horse Girl will get their teeth done.

Dr. Peters was interesting as always. I like that he remembers my horses names. He of course has the chart to reference, but it's the thought that counts! (0:   He asked about the Dash Ta Fame incubator.  Made me laugh...he remebers her name really though!  Who could forget Tari?   We chatted about due dates and what Mindy was going to do with her baby.

He floated all three of the girls I hauled in. Sally and Fiona had some caps that needed removed, and then they got the "usual".

Remi's teeth were a mess. Go figure... He estimated her age at 12.   Mature, I told him!  Mature and wise!  (0:  He liked her, he appreciated her story of how she got to my house....we talked about people who haul down the road, but don't do any dental on their horses. Then we talked about her saddle soar scars. He said its one of his pet peeves... Mine too!

Then after I was settled on the money side of things he and his wife invited me to check out a brood mare that he had done a skin graft on. Left rear hind...when the owners had found the mare, she had her leg through a smooth wire fence and had just calmly worked it back and forth until she had exposed her bone. The wound and the graft were pretty impressive. The mare had been at the office since November and was due to foal at the end of this month. She was a big round (obviously, I know...) gray mare with the kindest eye you have ever seen.

We gave my sister Kacey's cast-a-way cat a nice name hoping it would make it, well...nicer. Her name is now Pookey. It didn't help. She still bites. She is still crazy. She and Seven race through the house and make Chad nuts. Occasionally, they have a real tussel where the cat bites the dog on the snout like she means it. That is the only time I interveen. All I need is for them to get into it and have Kage come in as the closer so to speak...

Seven is now the best dog she can be...  She has been spayed.  It was a lot less drama then I had anticipated!  Whoot, whoot!

Next stop puppy classes!!

The pictures on here of course where of Sally's introduction into the herd.

She has been with all of these horses before at one time or another. So although it looks not so nice in some of these, it's all worked out for the most part now.

Still a few bitchy moments here and there, but it is a bunch of mares you know! (0:

I am sure that Sally misses her old rutine and friends, but by the time she leaves...she will miss these dorks! (0:

As of right now, I am looking for a trainer to send Fiona and Sally to. Someone to teach then how to work... Sally's future is wide open as far as Mindy is concerned, I'd like to see her scoot around a barrel... And Fiona, well Fi is definatley a barrel prospect...but if all she wants to be is a trail horse, that's ok too.

Anyone got any suggestions? (0:

Mindy and I agree that we would take them back to Mario if he wasn't a 16 hour drive away.

I guess really I am still whining that the local trainer didn't knock our socks off...You hear all of these horror stories, not that I think this one is neccessarily that, but think it's an exageration. Then, OMG...you're the one getting less than stellar results!

And there you go, three would be posts randomly covered in this one!  (0:

Maybe I'll have something more interesting next time!  LOL!!