I bought a…

I’m embarrassed to admit this…

I bought a pony.

There. I said it.

She’s a 6 year old Morgan/Welsh mare. Around 14.2 hands. Green broke.

The worst part is… I don’t look ridiculous on her. I had kind of hoped I would be too tall for her.

I queued up the video so it starts playing where I got on. If you want to see her movement without a rider then click on this link: https://youtu.be/4MuIu4Z1msY


She hadn’t been worked, or ridden, all winter and that day was the first time she was worked this year. I was thinking that I really didn’t want to ride her because I was worried she’d be a fool under saddle. She’s very green broke. 30 days with a pro to get her started under saddle two years ago, and then 20 rides last year.

She was full of energy, but not outrageously  crazy. Never mean, never aggressive. Never tried anything bad under saddle. Worst she did was balk near the gate.

She’s extremely fun to ride. The canter feels amazing! It feels like riding a big horse, but she’s so little it’s not scary.

Anyway, for now I’m planning on spending at least the summer training her, and then possibly selling her in a year or two as a kid, or small adult, dressage pony for the local circuit. I have a friend that offered to help me teach her jumping too. So maybe sell her as a pony clubber pony.  She’s got an adorable face on her, she’s put together decent for lower levels, and she’s smooth. Plus, it gives me a low key project to ride while we work on getting the old house on the market and the new place fixed up. And the fencing here isn’t suitable for a big, athletic youngster (I can’t afford to board this year).

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Early Morning Scare

The old mare, Jessie, got cast in her stall this morning and some how got her hoof through the bars of the stall and wedged it between the bars. Even bent the bars.

We had to cut the bars to free her hoof. Husband cut the bar with a Sawzall. She was all twisted up and in odd angles (unnatural angles). She’d been struggling for a while. Breathing heavy. Obviously very frightened.

Husband gets the hoof free, she just lays there breathing heavily. After a minute I nudged her and she tried to stand, but was still too close to the wall. We had to put ropes around her legs and pull her on to her other side so she could stand up. Nearly got my husband squashed and kicked by the hind end.

We finally get her to a point where she can get up on her own. She struggles up and immediately makes a mad, 3-legged dash to the pasture. Blood streaming down her leg. Most pathetic sight ever. Then I had to chase her down while she three-legged hopped away from me.

Stubborn old mare.

We had the vet out. She’ll live. Damaged, and on stall rest for at least a month, but she’ll live.

When we finally got her in the barn, she was shaking really badly. I didn’t have any horse blankets at the new house, so I put some extra blankets we had in the house on her.

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I called 3 different vets. The first one said they’d have the vet call us, but he never called. The second one told us they wouldn’t come out because we weren’t a client, and they weren’t accepting new clients. I asked them if they could suggest any other vets in the area, and they told me no. Flat out, just no. Third vet called me right back, verified Jessie wasn’t dying that very moment, and she fit us in for late morning.  Thank God!

Stupid things I do

I freaked out a few weeks ago when we bought the house. There were 15 bales of hay, two horses, and two feet of snow on the ground. Winter was never going to end. Snow was our lives.

I bought more hay. A lot more hay. 100 bales to be exact. Grass hay.

The horses hate it.

They pick at it, look at me like I’m evil and then walk away.

I have 97 more bales left.

It looked okay to me! Not great, not terrible. No one else had any.

Damnit!

What the heck do I do now?!?

Expectations vs Reality When Buying a Budget Dressage Prospect

Expectation:

That horses in my price range would look like this –

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Reality:

The horses in my price range look like this –

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Expectation:

Sale photos would show the horse’s conformation, or display the horse’s athletic abilities –

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Reality:

No matter how many ways you ask for a decent confo photo or video, this is what you get (and you’d better be damn happy with it, because it’s all you’re getting!) –

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Expectation:

Videos will be clear enough you can see the horse’s movement –

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Reality:

You can’t even tell what color the horse is (and the video is sideways, forcing you to crane your neck to see it) –

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Overview:

When seeking an inexpensive dressage horse, you must first flog yourself into a state of total belief in your unworthiness for anything decent.

Next, remove all hope that the seller has any clue how to promote or sell a horse.

Accept that words like “collection” are tossed around without any true understanding of the meaning

You must become one with idiocy.

Embrace it. Become it! Only then can you find a dressage prospect under 3k!

What I’ve been up to

I haven’t been riding in over 4 weeks. It feels like a lifetime. My riding prior to that was sporadic anyway, so it’s been one, maybe two rides a week here and there.

However, we’ve had some big life changes. We bought a new house (needs some TLC).

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But more importantly, it came with a barn and a pasture (which needs a LOT of TLC).

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** I’m in the pink sweater trying to pick up frozen poop.

AND…  it came with a 30 year old Quarter pony (TLC is only needed because she’s adorable).
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Ava’s enjoying the new pasture, but the old Quarter pony rules the roost. Which is good… it keeps Ava’s ego in check.
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Ava has already broken the stall, which I fixed all by myself!

I was so proud of myself.

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After:
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Ava seems to be settling in well and seems to enjoy the ability to roam the large pasture (now that the snow is melting).
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There’s a lot of work to be done to get this place up to fully functional again. All the posts need to be replaced, the paddock dug out from under the mountain of poop, and the lots of wood and pointy things to clean up as the snow melts. But, it sure is a beautiful piece of property.

 

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The best part about this move is that there are fields and wooded trails surrounding the property, so Ava and I can go on trail rides at any time.

With moving houses, moving horses, getting hay, and trying to get pasture and stalls “horse proofed”, it’s been a very busy few weeks.

But now I am almost set to finally buy a new ride-able horse. Finally. I think. Maybe.

I hope….

More on that to come.