Maximus

Maximus
Well, OK... 1/2 Norse. He's a Quarter Horse/Norwegian Fjord cross.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Much Activity

Well, I was totally irresponsible and spent my MPI rebate on new riding gear - ultra-chushy paddock boots, gorgeous vented half-chaps, and little nubbed spurs, all English and all chocolate coloured!! All I can say is YUH-mmy!

The pair of new horses have arrived, had their feet trimmed, been dewormed and just yesterday, integrated into the main herd. Busy week for them! Below is the 4 year old Canadian Mare, of Quebec breeding stock. She's an entirely different creature than what we see through Manitoba and Saskatchewan. Just poetry standing stock still and one gorgeous nature on her.


Her herd mate is a rather boisterous Quarter Horse in his teens, rather tall and lean like her. He's also quite pretty, though very territorial over his ladies - he's already claimed the skinny grey mare, to which I think Bill was rather relieved. He takes his responsibilities of herd protection seriously but she never had a moment's interest in him.



Speaking of grey mares, the fat one is expanding by the minute. She's bagged up. We're all waiting anxiously to see who arrives and hoping for a nice morning suprise. This will be her 4th baby and we really have no desire to wallow in the experience of birthing ourselves. She's got 2 acres of grass all to herself - plenty of room to safely deliver, we hope.



And just cause he's such a camera ham and I adore him:



Before hubby left for his extra-long weekend (and after this photo), he helped me nail Max's feet down as well as I ever have - read: he held the lead rope and backed him over top of me a couple of times, lmao! I'd say three more trims and Max'll be steady enough to park a milk crate under so I can save my back! He's really come a long way from the dancing prankster of last year.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Wiggle Wiggle Wiggle

Title is inspired by how my toddler wiggles his little tushy to music, as he says the words, no less. And back on topic:










Worms. Newest arrival was just dewormed yesterday and voila! I haven't seen such large round worms before!!! Methinks a second round of the paste before integration would be prudent. A gorgeous yearling shire colt that did NOT show any obvious symptoms. Goes to show...






Our first arrival from last year has proven herself a little too flirtatious just prior to her purchase and subsequent move to our place. She's due to POP within the month. Very exciting! Anyone out there want to buy a Paint/Percheron/Quarter Horse filly? I'm just sure it's a girl!



We have two new arrivals, the last to round off our herd, showing this coming weekend. Very excited about it! Not only do we have great horses rounding out our herd, but we have great people filling our ranks!



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You know that dream you had as a horse-crazy youngster? Every square inch of green was pasture potential, every picket of white fence spurred a frantic search for a tail-swish contained within, every barrel on sticks a potential pardner? The horses movies were made of danced through your head every night you fell asleep... if only you could just have that solid buddy to race around the back yard with! You could stretch out on his back, reading a novel as he grazed in some picturesque meadow. You could just leap up on, bareback, at any whim and happily prance around, sans equipment, in total unison...



Well, okay... maybe we aren't there yet and maybe we will only reach our muted, twisted little version of it. But to have a horse you can trust so much is so freeing and uplifting! We still butt heads every other stride but we're sure happy doing it. I can lounge on him in almost any position as we socialise. He's always eager to play and try any thing. Nothing phases this solid boy and I'm so ecstatic I took the chance on him! He's been cleared for another year by the vet and bridling is 120% better. This summer, we tackle the last obstacle: our fear of vehicles, those trixy things!!