Oh my it has been close to two months since my last post. So much has been happening, it is hard to find somewhere to start, besides guiltily apologizing for my lack of posting. Let us see.
Jett is no longer at my barn. He was escaping from the pasture into the neighbors field every time I turned him out. So I started putting him in the front paddock square- the only place I was able to completely finish the new line fencing with new posts (Which turned out beautifully, and now I can't remember if I posted about). He pushed on the fence a lot, but it held up fine so that wasn't the issue. Instead, he started pawing at the gate and lifting it off its hinges, while simultaneously pacing so much that he created a muck pit of water and sludge in the paddock that I could not bear to put him out there. So moving along the line of possible turnout, he then was being turned out in the arena. Where he also paced non-stop along one wall, thus creating a bare dirt footing-less section of my arena. And if I left him in his stall, he was the dirtiest, messiest horse known to man. And he seemed so miserable and sad to me, not being out with the other horses. So for Jett's best well-being, he went home to Oregon last week. He can come back when I can finish the rest of the property's new fencing. But for now, I am down to two horses.
And speaking of down to two, very soon it will be down to one.
Joe has turned into a nightmare. It started a little bit some time ago, when he had his occasional episodes of pulling back when tied. But for some reason, it has become a dangerous habit, and he will pull back EVERY single time he is tied. Cross tied, or tied to the wall, it doesn't matter. And when he pulls back, he sits down and means it. He will not pull back, feel the pressure and come up off it. He will pull back until he breaks his lead rope/halter/whatever he is tied to. Some weeks ago, he pulled back and ripped a 12 foot board off the wall and it hit me in the face, putting a nice hole in my lip. I was so very lucky it was only that, and not my eye or something terrible. But since that day, I can't trust him any longer. He is getting steadily worse, and now refuses to load in the trailer as well. He pulls back hard whenever he gets nervous or even mildly spooked. It makes me so sad and depressed, but I have told his owner I need to send him back. He is so big, I am scared that he will seriously hurt me. He was rearing in the barn aisle the other day, and that was it. Not worth it. I haven't done anything with him since, until yesterday. I felt so guilty looking at him in his stall. He is still a sweet boy, and wants attention, and should get it. But I haven't ridden him now in a long time, and am so nervous to mess with him alone in the barn. But yesterday I brought him out and lunged and brushed him in the middle of the arena, and he was perfect. If I let him stand in the arena, I can throw his lead rope over his back and do whatever I need to do, and he is good and fine. But I feel so defeated by him, and so terrible that I am ruining him. I have tried everything I can think of, but he is just so danged big. It really depressed me when I decided to send him back. He is such a good ride, and I had so many plans for him, not to mention the giant-sized trailer I bought so I could haul him. But no, it isn't worth the chance of being hurt. And one day, I will own or lease another horse, and I want that horse to be big (Maybe just not the 17.3 or whatever he is), and I will have the trailer I can haul that horse with. So I don't regret the giant trailer. It gives me options to haul whatever I will ever want. But no winter woolies or schooling shows, or christmas caroling that I was so very extremely excited for, it makes me want to cry.
But this also gives me the opportunity to come back to Gypsy. I am so bad about ignoring her when there is another horse around. But now I am really determined to take her out. Now that I have the trailer, I can do the things that I had planned for her in the past. I have been playing with her on the ground, and she is her good old perfect ground manners self. I am planning on taking her to winter woolies instead, and will show her in the showmanship classes. Before Joe, I was getting Gypsy ready to show in Halter. Then I realized she is a swaybacked old nag, and it would be silly to show her halter! But showmanship, they judge her and my skills, and how well she is mannered. So we would actually have a chance of doing really well, I think. She will trot and walk in hand, do the haunch turns nicely, back up, side pass, and do all the things quietly. So it will be fun to take her out, and start her showing career at 21 years old! Ha. Although I have taken her to two other shows in her life, both little schooling dressage shows. But it is fun to go out and brush and clip and pamper my Gypsy. She will stand to be groomed for days and days, I swear. She likes to be primped on. Today's plan is to go out and dress her up a little and take a Christmas picture of her :)
Joe should be gone in a little less than a month, and I am hoping Gypsy doesn't get super lonely here alone, but there are the three neighbor horses on the other side of the fence still.
And Christmas, oh boy Christmas is here in 9 days! Time flies. It is so strange to look back and see what a totally different place I am this year compared to last. Last Christmas season was a little sad. It was just before Christmas last year when I moved back home, and just a few days after Christmas when my long-term boyfriend broke up with me. I am still living here at my parents house , but my current boyfriend is wonderful and I am hoping this season goes a little happier and smoother.
This is becoming a very long rant. So perhaps my camera battery has enough charge now that I can go out and play with my Gypsy pony.
If I don't post again, Merry Christmas everyone.