Miscellaneous

Lassie - she would run and play with me and knock me down. I was probably 3 or 4. She disappeared. Buttons beloved dog- got poisoned. I cried for days Cocker Spaniel- ate chickens at boarding pasture. She disappeared Chicago black dog and two unknown dogs. Dogger, Chcago dog that came home to Iowa. Takes over by my parents.

“You can’t ride a horse until you can bounce.a ball off the horse’s back.

Whirlwind’s Golden Tenor is my horse, ridden by Sharon Sheppard. My son is an opera singer, thus the name, Tenor. Tenor’s sire was the Whirlwind, the black horse used many years at the Celebration to honor those who died that year. I bought Tenor from Teresa Osborn when he was a weanling because I didn’t have enough horses…haha. When he was young, I had visitors from Florida, clients of Tony and Jenny.  Tenor had the run of my yard then.  The visitors came and we sat down on hay bales…

Pffft!  Level 4 Parelli Liberty compulsory tasks will be so so very easy with Fancy, I should be required to be blindfolded.  But today my fun first time practicing the Liberty requirements with Fancy made the “pffti” go away.  Dang! Because I had a “natural” trainer (who trained mules for WW I) from age eleven to age 18 with a large pony and a slightly prior mistreated American Saddlebred, I knew everything about horses plus spent my adult years four hours per week under natural horsemanship trainers,  Tony and Jenny Vaught,…

Who could possibly ring my doorbell at 10:30 PM?  I had to put on an item of clothing so I could be decent when answering the door. Were my horses loose?  Did they get out of their pasture.? I tuned on lights, turned off the alarm and opened the front door.  There was a county patrolman standing at my front door.  I exclaimed.  I immediately assumed I had hit the fall button or emergency button on my new Apple Watch.  I tried apologizing for my error. The patrolman asked me…

We had a three person/horse group lesson today.  One of the groupies sold her main horse and brought Mabel.  Mabel is a "been there done that" boss mare.  During our ride, Fancy pinned her ears at Mabel, trying to tell her, she was dominate.  Mabel probably made a mental note at this disrespect.  We were at a point where Fancy was standing still, resting and Mabel passed us.  Out of the blue sky, we heard a very loud, bossy FART!  There is no smell with horses.  Mabel was going at…