This week has been an interesting week. We have three horses for sale and so it’s been a week of showing horses with hopes of someone buying with no luck…yet. So, we’ll see.
I had a nice evening last night (Wednesday nite) with Rebecca. I got to ride Romeo briefly as it was dark by the time the people left that came out to see Mito. Even though it was a short ride for me, it was still a nice ride. Romeo had never been in the pasture with me on his back and no assistance. I am really enjoying riding him. I can’t wait to get some more time on him. It’s just so hard with all these horses. So, hopefully something will give soon.
I started writing this Thursday evening. Realized I had nothing going on so I decided to put it off.
It is now Friday morning, 5 AM. Something went on…I heard a banging noise coming from Shelby’s monitor. In slight panic, but still half asleep, I looked in the video monitor and she was sound asleep and by herself. (I fear someone will sneak in and take her, as do all mom’s I’m sure.) I know I heard something and I also thought I heard a male voice yelling. I panicked even more and I told Ryan I thought someone was here. I thought it might be our 79 year old neighbor, Mr. Brod who lives by himself. As I’m finding my way through the hallway and into the living room I see lights flashing. The adreline (sp?) began to rush and I thought for sure something bad was happening to our neighbor and, since he lives by himself, they were coming to tell us. I know, doesn’t make sense after it all happens, but I thought maybe he asked them to get us since we were right next door.
I hear the banging again and I realize the person is at the front door, which is in the computer room. We don’t use that door, so it’s piled with baby things. I turn on the light, see more flashing lights in through the window, and open the door.
An officer is there asking if we own a red horse. It had been hit on the rode and needed urgent care. PANIC…I have THREE red horses, including my beloved Badger who was in the front pasture. I’m freaking out inside and thinking of the ways he could get out of his pasture and how that didn’t make sense. Then, how would he get on the road? The gate was shut and he would have to go all the way down the fence line to our first gate. He does not have that kind of ambition. He just thinks about eating…he would’ve stopped at the first site of green grass. And, if he did get out, where is Twister (our paint horse)???
By this time, I’m walking down our first drive and Ryan (the smart one) is walking towards the front pasture where Badger is located. He asks the officer to shine the light in our pasture, and there is my big, beautiful Badger…eating grass. Thank you Jesus! One down, two to go.
I’m praying as I’m walking down the first drive that it is not one of the other two horses. Ya know, how you bargain with God. So sad…as if it’s going to change the situation. As if he’s going to say…Ok Stacie, you pleaded and bargained with me for 25 seconds…POOF….let me change out the horses with your neighbor’s horse. As if they deserve any bad experiences.
Anyhow….I’m trying to find the horse and it’s 5 AM so it’s DARK…red horses in the laying on the dark trailer floor doesn’t mix well when you are panicked and praying it’s not one of yours….finally the officer shines the light in. It wasn’t Mito cause the horse had a star and not a stripe…but I wasn’t sure if it was Cowgirl….she is the safest of the three pens so I didn’t think it was…but just wasn’t sure..til Ryan pointed out that it was gelding (male horse). PHEW does not express the relief I felt.
We told the officers of the neighbors who have horses…they hadn’t been down there yet. As I write this, Ryan is heading down to other neighbor’s house to have him check. He has a red (sorrel for my horse lovers) horse as well.
The sad thing is the officers can’t do anything with the horse until they get consent to the owner. The horse is laying down on the trailer floor and his back leg is all messed up. (As I proof this I realize the horse is laying down with no drugs. He is either extremely hurt or worse, has a broken leg that we can’t see yet.) Who knows what else is wrong with him. Ryan offered to give him some drugs to help with the pain, but the officer said they can’t. So sad that there are enough idiots out there that us good people can’t help a hurting animal because of “liabilty’.
I know it seems silly to be thinking about my blog in this time, but there is nothing I can do and I am wide awake. I just pray we find the owner and they can care for this animal the way he needs to be cared for.
PS: So glad we have these dogs that never barked once with all the lights flashing and the officer climbing our fence to get to our door. I guess that is a good thing…maybe they are so smart they know the difference between strangers, friends, and police officers???? J
Changing the subject – and leaving on a better note – I got to ride Romeo last night. It was our first adventure out into the back pastures by ourselves. He did AWESOME! I believe I am in love….(starry eyes)…..This horse is just wonderful and has been sooooooooo easy to break. He’s just so smart. He’ll try me, but soon figures out he can’t get away with it. After a couple of tries he quits and gets back to work. I really need to sell some horses so I can start focusing on getting a nice handle on him. I was hoping to have him in the novice barrels next year, but I don’t see that happening since it’s July and he’s barely neck reigning. Oh how I wish I had the time before Shelby now! Wouldn’t trade her for anything…I just miss the freedom of time. The freedom of if I’m sitting in the house I can go outside and get stuff done….and not stay inside while she naps or close the house while she naps. I’m so over cleaning my house…but I’m not good at sitting still for long periods of time.
I also checked my email before going to bed and I had another guy wanting to look at Mito. This is after I added to the ad that Mito is gentle, but needs a rider that can handle a horse until he gets more experienced. I’m hoping that will eliminate the people who can’t ride real well. Who knows, I have talked with them on the phone and told them how he rides. I am as honest as I can be…and they still come out. So, who knows…Perhaps this is the one.
I also got two emails on Cowgirl asking if she was still for sale. I wrote back saying she was…so hopefully we’ll have some luck there too!
If I can get them sold then I can focus more on Shiner and Romeo. I can work Shiner on the barrels and hopefully get him loping them. He was trained before, but I don’t like the way he was trained so I’m working on re-training some of the basics. He is doing well with it, so I’m sure it won’t take long. Hopefully I can get the basics right and then start loping the pattern and start competing on him in a month or two. That will definitely help us sell him and hopefully make Ryan’s Mom a little more money in the process. This market is tough right now, even down here!
Well, I guess I’m going to go and see if the cops are still out there and see if Ryan found the horse’s owner. Pray for that person and pray for the horse. It doesn’t look good and it is a tragic experience to wake up to!