My sweetie is gone. Normally I don't get that lonely, but since it is the holidays and I often get very depressed during this time of year, it makes it worse. He won't get home soon enough.
Lucky for me I have the BBFF and Star to keep me company at the barn this weekend.
I can't wait until more folks move in with their horses so I can make more new friends. No worries BBFF you will still be numero uno.
I am on the fence about what to do with Star. I would love to show, but money is going to be tight next year. On a surprising note, the Blue Tarp of Death became the Blue Tarp of no big deal last night. I just randomly took her to it , she walked on it over it and that's was it. No drama. Last time? Huge mare-motional drama. Mares are funny that way folks....
She also actually put her front footsies in a ................ mud puddle....... Yes you heard right, the Poo Princess herself doesn't not like to walk in/near/through water. Heaven forbid it's a mud puddle. I am as patient as Job when it comes to getting her to do something she decides she'd rather not. Like I tell her often " Mamma's got all day Sister"
So she actually got her footsies in said mud puddle after about 15 minutes of sweet talk and
" Star stop being a retard and get your feet in this ***ing mud puddle, you are not going to fall in you dumba$$". OR something sweet like that. Ugh mares......... They will make you work for every ounce of respect and trust.
That's why the BBFF calls me the Mean Mamma :) I'm not mean I am insistant that she behave.
So, it's time to get to bed because the quicker my days go by the quicker my sweetie comes home.
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