How did Rodney get what looks to be an overreach injury on a rear fetlock?
Turns out it has to do with the way he stands on the trailer. We have a slantload (prefer straightloads, small rant [not back]). Previous Horse used to park himself in the angle of the wall and the swinging gate. He’d brace himself there and go to sleep. Milton travels in a similar position. You can see the gray stripe across his butt when he gets off the trailer.
Rodney has worked out a different solution. Possibly because he’s four inches taller than Previous Horse and two inches taller than Milton and his butt doesn’t wedge in as well. Instead, he rests his left thigh against the swinging gate and braces his right hind foot against the side wall of the trailer. This drives the bell boot up into his fetlock. Oh well, at least he’s found a way to travel that makes him happy.
First remedy, lower the shipping boot to cover the foot and ship without a right hind bell boot. We’ll see how that goes. Shipping without bell boots was what they made us do back in the day. Or at least be able to demo it, eventhough we all shipped with bells.
I tried to get a photo showing how he stands on the trailer. He informed me that he was home, he had worked hard, and it was time for him to get out of the box. He had a point.
Wishing all of us successful adventures in 2020. Whatever success means to you. Whatever adventure means to you. Clearly, for me, both of these involve a horse trailer.
Given my vision for the blog, 2019 was a successful year, i.e. I posted every day. In addition, I tinkered with the content, currently settling on horses Monday through Thursday; photography, writing & art on Friday, Saturday & Sunday, with various levels of horse-relatedness on those days. Without the blog, I probably would have written & taken photos anyway. I definitely would not have done as much art/graphic design without Sunday posts looming at the end of each week.
Overall, I’m content with where blog is. It keeps me amused, there is a group of nice folks who read & comment, and I have so far managed to avoid attracting trolls. Win, win, win. Of course, I dream about being outstanding. I comfort myself with the fact that success is not an unalloyed blessing. I read blogger advice and keep myself open to fun ideas, collaborations, challenges, blogger meet-ups, and what not. Meanwhile, I will be out…standing in my field.
Blog Philosophy Posts
Bottom Line. My blog has a purpose – to keep me from going batshit crazy. [I’m Baaaaaack … With Camera] 2013
So this is me, writing my blog, saying what I have to say, then looking around to see if anyone is interested in reading. [Attitude Check] 2013
If I had to define a stretch goal, I would want my blog to open doors that I don’t even know were there. [What I Want From My Blog] 2015
Saddlebreds across the top row: Nationals, Alabama Charity, Parker.
Middle row: Clydes, Milton, cat butt.
Bottom row: more cats & Rodney’s pool noodles.
By Subject. Five horse, one horse-related, three cat.
By Location. Four at Stepping Stone Farm or related (gray cat is Lucy, SSF barn cat), four at home or in truck, one other.
Par for the course. Instagram recaps & links for 2019 [Ribbons].
Courtesy of Top Nine. Taken December 8. Had trouble redoing it yesterday. Doubt the answer would have been substantially different.
Update
Top Nine did send an end of the year version. Subtract one cat pic. Add one Christmas wreath.
Yes, Virginia, there is part of my life other than at the barn. Not much, but some. In 2019, we had … adjustments in the pet population. I found I didn’t want to talk about it. So, I took the dogs and cats off the Critters page [Cast] and concentrated on the horses for the rest of the year. I may get back to it. We’ll see. Meanwhile, dogs and cats. The bad and the good. You know the script.
I had a story accepted. Still in squee mode over that. [The Squeequal]
Tried different physical activities hoping one would light a fire under my slothful butt: [walk], [dance], [skate], [swim].
I’m sure there was more. The ribbons are making too much noise.
Outside of the Show Ring
At Stepping Stone Farm, I had lessons on/with Sam, Chappie, Parker, Bingo, Optimus [Youth], Dottie, Whiskey, Joe, & Alex.
The home team went everywhere. Milton had riding lessons with Coach Molly and both riding & driving lessons with Coach Courtney. Rodney played spectator at SSF & FHF, and then got into what I hope is a program with Coach Brian. Although we insist on taking the AOT route, at least we are getting help.
Show Ring, ASB Driving
I did not do enough regular season driving to get on the board for year-end awards. Winter Tournament constitutes a separate series. Only the ERA & Alabama Charity shows counted for my ASHAA driving points. I find this bothers me more than I expected. Next year, three classes.
Chappie
Photo by Deb Kesecker
Dressed casual, he takes the kids around bareback. Dressed fancy, he takes them into the show ring. Always adorable. This was our only encounter.
I honestly do not know how to report on this year. On one hand, we showed! I did not expect that at all! Yay! Go us! Woo hoo!
On the other hand, meh. An underwhelming response to the show ring from my fancy, mid-life crisis horse who has been carrying my hopes & dreams for nine years. A mediocre performance in walk-trot dressage and lost his marbles in a simple WTC flat class. This year was a lot about being a bear on a bicycle.
Four shows, seven classes, six ribbons: 1st & 3rd in hunter, three 5ths for dressage & in-hand obstacle, participation ribbon in costume, no place for ridden obstacle.
Major Milton. Much activity. Little progress. We took a break from each other for the second half of the year. Apparently I can concentrate on one horse at a time.
I have recently added subheaders. First day [Rodney’s Bit]. What can I say, I like to categorize things.
Some are messages to myself.
Training Journal
If you’re riding a horse, you’ve already won.
This is a reminder when I am whining about bad lessons or unexciting shows. I won’t stop, but perhaps the words will help me whine with a dash of perspective. This one is particularly relevant as there was such a long stretch of time when I wasn’t riding Rodney or Milton at all.
Horsekeeping
Lucky enough to have a horse.
The original saying was, If you are lucky enough to have a horse, you are lucky enough. True. Written out as a permanent subhead, “lucky enough” felt as if I were saying I’d had a sufficient amount of luck in my life and no longer needed any more. Didn’t want to tempt the universe. So I modified it.
Some I added because they sounded good.
Random Images
The world is vast & weird.
The subheader is something I find myself saying often. People doing things that I had never imagined.
Adventures in Saddle Seat
Enjoy the ride.
Usually Wednesdays, unless show reports run over.
Blogging About Blogging
Let’s Get Meta
Occasional Saturdays, as today. Although I am trying to make Saturdays more about writing.
Some still need work.
Foto Friday
????
Stumped about what to call photography, either header or subheader. Have been for a while. Les mots justes are out there. I just need to discover them.
Writing About Writing
Saturdays. I need a phrase that covers writing as well as talking about writing. And then I need to do more of the former and less of the latter. But that’s a different post.
Some needed further explanation.
Combined Driving
The view from the back seat.
The original header as header was cute if you knew Combined Driving. If you don’t know that the navigator stands on the back of the carriage, View from the BackSeat was confusing. Cleared that up.
Occasional Saturdays, most recently [Inspiration].
Celebrating Art
Sundays.
Off Topic
Either wildly astray [Brag], or on days other than Saturdays or Sundays. Weekend posts are consistently off topic (writing/art), so I don’t mention it each time.