So I had a really busy week last week. My Navy unit is prepping for an exercise, it's nearing the end of the fiscal year so everyone is trying to order all those last minute things, I went to a concert, a parade, and a walk in the park. Whew I'm tired just talking about it and it was last week.
Thursday evening Superhubs and I went out for a rare night out on a work night. I wisely took the following day off knowing I was going to be really tired, and I also had a mad amount of errands to run that I never can get done during the weekends. One of which was dropping off a horse blanket to get repaired. I don't remember which heathen was wearing it, but someone bent up the chest strap hardware, and yanked one of the straps completely off last winter. And since I now how two horses to clothe (Superhubs won't let me blanket Cowboy unless the weather is really bad.) I need all my blankets in good repair.
Plus with two Florida bred OTTB's I am definitely going to need some extra clothing for them. Between Cowboy and Seneca I have one medium weight Weatherbeeta(High Queens), a 100 weight Amigo(Cowboys, or Seneca's on those iffy weather days), a very old and much patched Weatherbeeta sheet, and a very insubstantial Saxon sheet that pretty much only keeps the wind and light rain off. That was an emergency purchase last winter when I realized Cowboy's old sheet was no longer waterproof and was actually keeping him wet and cold rather than dry and toasty. So I need at least one more 100 weight Amigo, which I love, its tough, and has just the right amount of fill in it. I sometimes feel like Goldilocks when I'm blanket shopping. That has too much fill, that has not enough denier, those straps are flimsy. You get the idea.
The concert was great, The Band Perry, LOVE! and Rascal Flats, eh they were okay. I could have, however, done without the drunk, loud and annoying college girls behind us. There was an adorable older couple who were rocking and jamming with everyone else. That was cool to see. But half-way through Rascal Flats I fell asleep. It wasn't that they were that bad, but when you routinely get up at 4am, staying up late becomes really, really hard.
Friday was for errands, but Saturday was all about the cowboys. My cowboys, Superhubs, and his Spotted Beast. We belong to a trail riding club, and the club does parades from time to time. Not my thing, if I had something that was absolutely dead broke (Fox in 10 years) then I'd be okay with it but I didn't want to ride. Superhubs did. So I played groom while Superhubs tried to convince Cowboy that going to the parade was a good time. It mostly worked. Cowboy was pretty damn well behaved for a five year old with not that many rides under his belt this past year. Superhubs rides occasionally, but because we only had one rideable horse for most of this last year he didn't ride Cowboy much. I hopped on Cowboy occassionally for a riding fix but I was never comfortable there.
The parade went well I got lots of pictures, and Superhubs made it back safe and sound. Sunday was a non-horse day. Not that I didn't rub, and love on my horses a bit but I just didn't want to ride. I did however want to give my dog some attention. Superhubs and I loaded our two canines in the truck and drove to the park for some relaxing trail walking. The dogs loved it, we loved it, just a good day over all. Although my short legged Bull Terrier had to take lots of breaks. He's good for a sprint, but not so much the long distance.
So what's up for us next? Probably not a whole lot this fall. But I'm trying to work in some clinics this late fall/winter/early spring. It depends a whole lot on my work schedule. I'd like to be prepared enough to take Fox to some very low 18in/2ft horse trials this spring, but we'll see.
Oh and I almost forgot. I was put in contact with Fox's breeder and they sent me a baby photo. Sooo cute!
Until next time everyone, keep it between the flags.
Thursday evening Superhubs and I went out for a rare night out on a work night. I wisely took the following day off knowing I was going to be really tired, and I also had a mad amount of errands to run that I never can get done during the weekends. One of which was dropping off a horse blanket to get repaired. I don't remember which heathen was wearing it, but someone bent up the chest strap hardware, and yanked one of the straps completely off last winter. And since I now how two horses to clothe (Superhubs won't let me blanket Cowboy unless the weather is really bad.) I need all my blankets in good repair.
Plus with two Florida bred OTTB's I am definitely going to need some extra clothing for them. Between Cowboy and Seneca I have one medium weight Weatherbeeta(High Queens), a 100 weight Amigo(Cowboys, or Seneca's on those iffy weather days), a very old and much patched Weatherbeeta sheet, and a very insubstantial Saxon sheet that pretty much only keeps the wind and light rain off. That was an emergency purchase last winter when I realized Cowboy's old sheet was no longer waterproof and was actually keeping him wet and cold rather than dry and toasty. So I need at least one more 100 weight Amigo, which I love, its tough, and has just the right amount of fill in it. I sometimes feel like Goldilocks when I'm blanket shopping. That has too much fill, that has not enough denier, those straps are flimsy. You get the idea.
The concert was great, The Band Perry, LOVE! and Rascal Flats, eh they were okay. I could have, however, done without the drunk, loud and annoying college girls behind us. There was an adorable older couple who were rocking and jamming with everyone else. That was cool to see. But half-way through Rascal Flats I fell asleep. It wasn't that they were that bad, but when you routinely get up at 4am, staying up late becomes really, really hard.
Friday was for errands, but Saturday was all about the cowboys. My cowboys, Superhubs, and his Spotted Beast. We belong to a trail riding club, and the club does parades from time to time. Not my thing, if I had something that was absolutely dead broke (Fox in 10 years) then I'd be okay with it but I didn't want to ride. Superhubs did. So I played groom while Superhubs tried to convince Cowboy that going to the parade was a good time. It mostly worked. Cowboy was pretty damn well behaved for a five year old with not that many rides under his belt this past year. Superhubs rides occasionally, but because we only had one rideable horse for most of this last year he didn't ride Cowboy much. I hopped on Cowboy occassionally for a riding fix but I was never comfortable there.
So what's up for us next? Probably not a whole lot this fall. But I'm trying to work in some clinics this late fall/winter/early spring. It depends a whole lot on my work schedule. I'd like to be prepared enough to take Fox to some very low 18in/2ft horse trials this spring, but we'll see.
Oh and I almost forgot. I was put in contact with Fox's breeder and they sent me a baby photo. Sooo cute!
Until next time everyone, keep it between the flags.
No comments:
Post a Comment