Horses, Good For The Soul
This past weekend was… for lack of a better word, AWESOME! I moved my horses to a new barn. They were being taken care of by a friend of mine who graciously took them both under his wing when he found out that I was too sick to care for them myself and couldn’t afford to have someone take care of them for me. For the last 2 and a half years, he fed them, exercised them, and cared for them out of his own pocket. Truly an awesome human being to have done all this and ask for nothing in return. One of his friends even pretty much adopted Chyenne loving on her, riding her and helping her when she got injured. Words can not express how thankful I am to have had the great pleasure in meeting them and for them taking such good care of my babies.
But alas, he wanted to get some of his own horses to ride and play with so it was my time to take them back and find a new place to keep them. It took me only about 3 days to find a barn who would take the both of them for a price I can afford. TLC horse rescue and equestrian center just opened up in their new location last month and was offering boarding. Jackie, the owner, didn’t think twice about helping me out with a decent price for boarding my girls there. So on Friday, the move started. It was hard taking Chyenne away from my friend as they had clearly bonded very closely to each other. Tears were shed as she loaded into the trailer. The horses did a good job on the 35 mile drive and when they were unloaded they were more calm than I was expecting as Chyenne is a very anxious animal naturally.
On Saturday, we went back out to the barn to help out with fixing up the place a little more with the help of my brother. Because they had just got the property last month, the place needs some TLC its self. So the boys were busy cutting trees down, clearing out unwanted plants in the pasture, and fixing some weak spots on the fence. I on the other hand got to spend the day sitting in a nice comfy chair in front of the double stall my horses were in. I got to play with them the WHOLE day from 11 to 7! It was all we needed to re-bond. I fed them sugar cubes, apple pieces, and carrots throughout the day. It was so peaceful and quiet, just an incredibly nice day for me.
Sunday was just as amazing if not more amazing than Saturday. I sat around for most of the day, but I was able to manage actually taking the horses out to do some grooming, and letting them graze on the lead line. With Chyenne, I shaved up her face, getting rid of the whiskers she had going on as well as her eyelashes that were about 6 inches long! She loved being brushed as always and stood perfectly sill for me while I combed her mane and tail out. With Ariel, she let me shave her eyes and half of her nose until the electric shaver’s vibration tickled her too much and just couldn’t stand it. While I had both the horses out I took the time to measure them for new winter blankets only to find Ariel has grown to a monstrous 15.2 hands making her exactly 1 inch taller than Chyenne and she is only 2 1/2!! I’m a little worried she’s going to end up being 16 hh or bigger, seeing how she still has about 4-5 years left to grow.I can still picture her when we got her at 6 months old and only 11 hands!
When I finally put both horses back into their stalls, I was feeding them some sugar cubes as just some little treats to munch on. Ariel was being her pushy self, getting her nose right between Chy’s face and my hand to try to steal all the sugar cubes to herself. Annoyed with this behavior I pushed her head to the other side of the stall door so I could give Chy her sugar cubes. As she would reach her head to the other side of the door, I would tell Ariel “good girl” and offer a treat to her which of course she took. After a couple of times doing this, it got to a point that when ever I told her to go away, Ariel connected her touching the opposite side of the door with getting a treat. So from then on, every time I told her to go away, she would swing her head to the other side of the stall door touch it and come right back looking for a treat. She is just SO smart its incredible. She even pawed at the ground while on the cross ties only when I wasn’t looking and would stop as SOON as I tuned back around to look at her and tell her to stop.
So after all that hard work with walking the horses 50 feet or so from their stall to the cross ties I grew tired and took a nap sitting on a chair in from the barn facing my girls. When I woke up, I got to meet and interact with Jackie’s 11-year-old son who was an awesome kid. He has a great heart and is extremely dedicated to the rescue. He was so cute too, almost like a mini Justin Beber! I spent most of the rest of the day chillin with him in front of the barn. Miguel finally came back in from fixing the pasture up a bit more, and we left to go home.
Today I still feel just fine health wise which is outstanding to me because I usually get sick just by going to the grocery store for 15 minutes. However, I am pretty sore. I feel like being there not only helps my mentally but also physically. I am more motivated to move around and do something. I’m certainly not running any marathons, but walking a horse from here to there makes me feel like I have accomplished something much like running a marathon. I felt like I was able to do a little bit more moving around everyday this past weekend. I’m so excited to get back in the round pen with the girls.But until that day comes, I will continue living life as I am now.