Hey folks, I am so sorry, I forgot to update!
Yesterday I was in bed all day, worn out from the panic of the night before. But tonight I can update, and tomorrow I am going back to the ranch.
I am very sorry to say, I have forgotten a lot of details about my day at the ranch. Unfortunately my memory goes really wonky after something traumatic happens- the trauma tends to over-write other things.
But I joked with the farriers, Roberto and Grant. Roberto showed me photos of his lovely horse. Solomon only got front shoes this time- so far, so good with that. I have grown quite fond of those farriers.
I worked Solly in the roundpen before I took him to get his feet trimmed and shod. He voluntarily cantered, having spent a day and some change in a stall because of the storms. Solomon is not a stall kind of horse, and he quickly gets to weaving.
He was still really antsy with the farriers, and headbutted me a good number of times, despite my being fairly firm with him. I let him loose to graze for as long as I could. Sweet Roberto called me over and said "look at him, look at how good he looks! You've done a great thing for this horse." Awwh!
Hot tea was drunk, of course, and conversations were had. They're in my head somewhere, but I can't pull them up. I've been trying to consciously remember. It'll come to me.
Bo and I cleaned 6 stalls together. I raked and he mucked. It was really pleasant, actually. Companionable, honest work. I love mucking. Maybe if I did it all the time every day I wouldn't. But it makes me feel accomplished and it's meditative. And work is much more fun when shared.
I watered I don't know how many horses. 11 I think.
Tomorrow there should be some sun.
Hi, I'm Ev. I'm training to become a horsewoman. These are my adventures and misadventures. I'm green as hell, but so far, so good. I'm now learning from Bo (and sometimes his wife DeDe) at D&D Ranch in Pope Valley. I am extremely lucky to have this opportunity, I feel quite blessed, and I feel that they, and horses, have really turned my life around.
Solomon is my baby- a big old flea bitten grey Appendix gelding who is very kind and way too smart! I love him so very much. He is a rescue and was meant to be co-owned rehabbed, and maybe rehomed to a good home. He turned out to be over 25 years old with injuries that ultimately do not make him riding sound, so he is retired.
Solomon is my baby- a big old flea bitten grey Appendix gelding who is very kind and way too smart! I love him so very much. He is a rescue and was meant to be co-owned rehabbed, and maybe rehomed to a good home. He turned out to be over 25 years old with injuries that ultimately do not make him riding sound, so he is retired.
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