Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Artic Blast 2008 and Shout out to BBFF

I am soooooooooooo sick of this weather already !

The roads are supposed to be nothing but ice rinks tomorrow. So, we'll see if the JP is brave enough for that? Proll'y not !
Tonight I made Spaghetti and a cake. yum yum yum.

I wish I lived closer to the BBFF, I would have brought her some wine to help her ease the frustration of dealing with a high strung filly and all the " stop it grace!!" episodes it can fester. :)
I have so been there. For Example:

When Star was a young'in , she had this fabulous habit of rearing up. I hate that. So one day I carried a crop and held it by the whip end. So when she reared up I cracked against her front legs with the hard handle end. KA-POW. That is a herd defensive move, they do it to each other in the wild. Well, I swear that was the final time we've dealt with that.

Star also had a cranky attitude on occasion where she would kick out or act like she was going to. On one particular day I was sweeping around and under her, when she kicked out at me and the broom. Oh no u di" ent" Bee-otch. Star got a lesson on broom etiquette right there in the cross ties. The stall cleaner what shocked and amazed that me and the mare had a "come to" meeting over a broom. I say one day broom, next day my noggin. Won't be tolerated.

Star liked to flee and avoid. typical horse behavior so I get that. But flee and avoid does not mean take me with you. Lucky for me and not lucky for Star, I am a very strong woman. Muscles of steel :) I dug those heels in and used my upper body strength to remind fleeing pony that when she gets to the end of the lunge line/leadrope it was a hard and abrupt STOP and SNAP. Like a dog on a chain chasing the paper boy. She kept fleeing and I was still there for 45 minutes we did this. Yep, last time for that too.

I talk to Star like a person.. When she is mugging me I poke her and tell her " stop being rude" in the Mom Voice. She knows the Mom voice. I don't allow mugging, licking, nibbling of any kind. One day lips next day TEETH. Jesus himself couldn't save her if she ever put her teeth on me.
She will rest her muzzle in my hand and sleep. She will hug me back when I hug her, she will follow me off a cliff if I ask her to. She is the other half of me.
The BBFF will get there too, it just takes time and more time and more time.....

8 comments:

Kristina P. said...

I wish I had a horse to nuzzle me.

Heather said...

Ahhh the hope that someday Grace will not have the mentality of a skeered three year old that is convinced the boogy man is under the bed and in the closet at the same time...for gods sake...

And yes I too am done with the weather.

An American's Observations said...

You Orgonian's are so funny. Up here in Alaska, what you have is just a dusting.

Jocelyn said...

If you were a true Alaskan I might take what you say into consideration. But you are an Oregonian and I know for a fact you HATE THE COLD... !!!

Sharon said...

I too and growing tired of the weather. Enough already! You sound like you have Star pretty well under control!

xox Sharon

Marilyn said...

I can't EVEN believe it!
Hey do you have Dish?
KATU blows!


Love your blog : )

Marilyn said...

I would need to come over Monday-Fridays between the hours of 1:00 and 3:00. I usually eat lunch around that time too.
Sounds like a plan to me!

An American's Observations said...

One phone call and we could be Alaskans in a month...