Tides are Turning

Lazypants

So the radio silence over the past week has a reason, unfortunately. Tuesday night I had Riesling out in the round pen ready to lunge. He went down to roll, and stayed laying down. I thought it was strange because he mostly "sits up" (as the photo above) when he doesn't want to get up. But he was flat against the ground. His head was cocked up slightly and I approached him carefully. Next thing I know his head fell the side, eyes rolled back into his head, mouth open with tongue hanging out, and legs stiff and jerking around. 

I always have these fear driven dreams where I am kidnapped or attacked. And without a doubt I always freeze up. I can't scream, I can't move. Its a completely helpless feeling. I had that same reaction in the round pen that evening. 

My thoughts ranged from, What the hell is going on?? to Oh my god. Is he dying? Am I watching my horse die? Is this a heart attack or a seizure. It is definitely a seizure. What if he doesn't come out of it? Am I going to have to watch my horse die? WHY CAN'T I MOVE OR SPEAK (or breathe).

Luckily that evening the accupressurist and other barn mates were out. They saw me standing, statue still, frozen on my horse. And Riesling, laying on the ground. 

It took them a few moments to figure out what was going on, and then without fail they jumped into the arena. Someone put their hands on my shoulders and pulled be back. Another lady fell to Riesling's side and started to comfort him. A few agonizing moments later he came to. He let out a loud snort, scurried up, and ran around the arena, confused. 

I wiped away tears as I dialed the vets number. I was basically still frozen. I couldn't really react. At that time, my vet just wanted him to be monitored. I spent a few hours hand grazing him and watching him in his stall. He seemed completely normal. 

Finally at home I collapsed on the couch and let out all my screams and tears.

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At this time, Riesling is still doing good. I'll go through the still ongoing after effects throughout the week. But, the tides have definitely turned. 

Throwback Thursday: Hunter Jumper Dreams

The single jumping picture of a baby cross rail is so vomit inducing I couldn't share it. But hey we looked pretty cute on the flat! There is a jump chute in my indoor currently and because Ries loves jumping I thought he'd have fun going through it. Instead he was terrified by the poles and could barely walk over the teeny cross rail. It was really pathetic. But he followed me like a puppy dog walking through the poles in the chute afterwords and I let him have snacks for being a brave pony. 

Hopefully someday soon we will be flying over fences..

Black Market

Barnmate showed me her recent purchase yesterday and it left me a little confused. It was supposedly a second run model of a Prestige. It looked..off. She only paid $450 for it but it didn't fit her horse. For kicks and giggles I tried it on Ries as someone suggested a Prestige might work well for him. I even sat in it on a saddle stand.

But I couldn't get over the feeling that something wasn't quite right about it. I inspected it and remembered my training from the tack shop I worked at to determine the quality. The stitching seemed decent, but there were little cuts of quality. There were areas where the leather wasn't trimmed and just some small half-asses mistakes. 

And the leather. It was described as "calf skin". The top side felt soft-ish but the underside felt like plastic and it didn't take to oiling. Barnmate also said when she cleaned it some of the dye came off on her sponge. Seemed fishy. I consulted with my tack extraordinaires L from Viva Carlos and Carey from Me Jump Pretty One Day and got their opinions. Carey is double checking with the tack buyer at her store but I think it's a fair assumption to say its a knockoff.

It was semi comfortable to sit in, but the panels seemed foam and not wool. the stitching details of the fluer de lis is just not quite as articulate as the stock photo, and lets be real, it looks kinda cheap and ugly. Not to mention the black cantle instead of cream? 

Have you come across any questionable knock-offs?  I saw some knock-off PS of Sweden bridles..wonder how they fare...

Like a Sponge

I've never really liked school, but now that I've found my passion, I can eat up every bit of information about horses that I can. While lessons are a little side tracked right now, I want to spend my time reading as much as I can get my hands on. So tell me, what books have really gave you great insight in your riding or training? What book will always stay on your library shelf and what book do you always find yourself reaching for?

Weekend Warrior

I had a lot work to get done this weekend. My garden was a jungle and Winston is getting looked at next week so he needed new pictures and his tootsies done. 

I started on Saturday with tackling my garden. The edges are all weedy and needed whacking down. Disappointingly, I'm still sore from weed whacking. Wow I need to workout more. I forgot to take an after picture but you can see just how bad it is here. I was able to harvest an eggplant, carrots, peas, and a zucchini. It was only 11 AM and already almost 100 degrees. No thanks. I met up with a friend for lunch and came home to the wonderful A/C. 

Sunday the farrier came out to trim the boys. I don't have much experience with baby horses so I had very low expectations of their behavior. Baby Z is still afraid of the halter so I got up early to have extra time to work with him before the farrier arrived. Surprisingly, I slowly got him haltered pretty easily in just a few minutes! I spent the extra time walking him around and then let him enjoy his breakfast. 

This was his second time getting a trim and he was a little squirrely but mostly behaved. I'm glad the boys think so fondly of me; they rested their distraught little heads on my chest almost the entire time. 

Winston was a frantic little baby for just getting his hoofies picked and was a spinning dragon. For whatever reason though, as soon as she began the trim he seemed to remember what was going on and was suddenly on his best baby horse behavior. I keep telling Win that he needs to stop being a good baby horse because I love him and want to buy him and will be sad if he leaves me. 

Also kitten picture because THOSE FACES.