Equine Update

I am sure that I have mentioned that I love horses and going to the barn is a total thrill. It never seems to get old, in fact, the more I get to go the more I like it there. I have not given an update on the status of the horses in a week or so, so here goes nothing…

Joe is still a pain in the butt. For a little while I thought it was because he was trying to make my job harder. However, after the constant occurrences of his stupidity I have come to realize that he is not acting. He is definitely not the brightest crayon in the box. I find it hilarious that he is always the last to enter the barn at feedings, but can never find his stall. Just to bring this to the surface, he is the last one in therefore, there is only one stall door left open, yet he looks around as if there is no where to go. Maybe there is something wrong with his eyesight, because he hit the epitome of LOST last Saturday. Instead of following the other horses and finding an empty stall, Joe decided it would be a good idea to wander into the dark corner of the barn and get stuck. He wandered into the smallest, darkest, creepiest corner that I have ever seen. What drew him in there, I will never know. I just watched him get stuck, and then get himself out. He seemed quite perturbed that I did not help him, but why help him if he always is not helping me? I know it is a horse, but still, why return the favor? I spread hay out in the pasture while he worked to get himself out of his own made pickle.

Besides Joe, the other horses are doing quite well. They are enjoying the warm weather similar to the rest of Ames. Unfortunately, it is March and Sangha’s training contract has been completed. This is no big deal; one less horse for me to feed five days a week, but Sangha was my favorite, besides Dancer [my horse] because he is the “bomb diggity”. Sangha was so friendly, approachable, and drop dead gorgeous. Just for some insight, it is indeed true that there are pretty horses as well as ugly ones. There are smart horses and dumb ones, young ones and old. Some are ugly and smart, and some are like Joe, a handsome devil but crazy stupid. They come in all shapes and sizes and all have distinctly different voices, scents, and personalities. Sounds a lot like people does it not? Anyway, I wanted to ride Sangha so bad, but did not get a chance. Oh well, there will be another horse that is like Sangha that will come around, but there will never be another Sangha. The little things I must accept against my will.

Other than that, Sidney left too. This is a good thing because Dancer always got into little arguments with Sidney. I guess their relationship can be described as two little kindergarten boys fighting over the Tonka truck that is buried in the sandbox. The only reason they both want it, is because the other “seems” to want it. Therefore, they will always be in some sort of war. It is amusing until one of them kicks the other and then stitches are the result. I hate it when that happens, because vet bills are not exactly the cheapest things. Well, that is all I got for the equine update for now. Spring fever has risen and cabin fever has deceased. We’ll just have to wait and see what happens at the end of the week.