Bad, bad horses!

Just kidding. I should say horses having a frolic down the neighborhood street through perfectly groomed and just planted yards. Yesterday, I was running errands and my horses got out. Fortunately there was someone at home to go get them when one of the neighbors kindly came and told us. My son, and a young … More Bad, bad horses!

Hay Thief Caught In The Act! Or maybe just a lonely horsey?

Cheryl heard some bumping around in the barn and looked over her loft edge to see what was going on.  Honey and BaeBee were where they belonged in their stalls, but Cheryl couldn’t see Mairsiedotes anywhere. Upon further investigation, this is what Cheryl saw: Mairsiedotes had managed to lay down with her head under the … More Hay Thief Caught In The Act! Or maybe just a lonely horsey?

How many layers of carpet does it take to keep my horses feet out of the mud? — Edit: Don’t do this, found out thrush loves carpet.

My sister Cheryl and I were having a conversation yesterday about why we tend to do things in unconventional ways. Why don’t we just do things the way “normal” people do? We think it stems from the necessity of having to figure out alternative ways of doing things as we were growing up due to … More How many layers of carpet does it take to keep my horses feet out of the mud? — Edit: Don’t do this, found out thrush loves carpet.

Horse tales . . . Or maybe I should say horse tails. 

When I got my Missouri Foxtrotter’s, they’re gorgeous long tails were so matted, the centers of their tails were big fat dreadlocks.  We have all three horses baths last summer and began working to untangle and comb out the two Foxtrotter’s tails. I could see it would not be easy. When our new Ferrier came … More Horse tales . . . Or maybe I should say horse tails.