So, Sunday, we have a full Pony Party: Leah, Kris, Sarah, and myself. Sarah decided to go bold, and chose to ride the "polka dotted wonder pony" also known as Dream. Dream's still very green, but, um... she's definitely not a run away horse. I spend a lot of time making sure my horses are calm and confident... a bit too much I think. Dream won't break into a trot. I mean just flat out won't.
Sarah, oh how I love that girl! She went to mount Dream, and Dream stepped away from the block. I had asked Sarah just to make sure that Dream didn't start the walk off trick. As a young horse, teaching her now to stand properly makes life so much easier later. Sarah took me at my word, and made SURE that the mare would stand. Up the mounting block she went, Dream stepped over, and down the mounting block she went.
Can you say step aerobics? Yeah, I bet Sarah can! Feel the burn girl!
So, then Leah and Sarah were both husband-less on Monday, and decided that horses were better then cleaning house or such. YAY... a GREAT weekend of pony friends!
I get out to the barn (late...) and Leah and Sarah are hanging out, taking it easy. Leah comments on the shed, and how it really needs to move. We joke about it, and then I decide... no, it REALLY needs to move!
So, this shed..... It's a super cheap, super ugly prefab shed. You know the type you pick up at Home Depot in a box? Yeah. I think my parents bought it about 10 years ago. It's been moved at least 3 times now. Well, last October my father decided that he was going to put this together.... in my front yard. Why the front yard? Well... because that's where the tools are! He'll move it once he's done. But... it's in my way in the front yard and in my way. Oh, but Dad said he'd be done and have it moved in 2 weeks.
It's September. It was still in my front yard 11 months later. 'Nuff said.
The shed had to go. Jae had started moving it, and parts started coming off, so he stopped. I told him this morning, "I don't care, just make it GO AWAY!". And boy did he.
The "big blue wheelbarrow" (aka his 35 HP tractor) drives up, and Jae lines up the bucket with the base of the shed. Slowly he begins moving forward, pushing the shed across the barn yard, right in front of the stallion pens. He went slow, so as not to spook any horses. The stallions on the other hand, heard rustling, and assumed that this funny thing moving HAD to have food for them! Spook... nah, not them.
He makes the turn into the alley, and heads for the storage barn thing. Suddenly, we hear a noise. It was kinda like a crunch, but a lot more amusing.
Good show my man, lovely entertainment!
So, the Shed well... it's not in the best of shape, and it's really in the way now. That alley there is the main traffic way to take hay to the pasture horses. Jae figures he might as well finish moving the shed. He gets back on the tractor, and begins pushing some more.
So it appears that I've completely broken my horses. Not only were they not scared of it... they had to come check it out!
This is a good thing........ right?
I also managed to break my alarm clock. I overslept on Saturday and thought I was just worn out. I overslept on Sunday, and figured I had stayed up too late. When I woke up 2 minutes after I wanted to be IN the barn, I figured something was up. Checked the alarm clock, and it makes no noise. When it reaches the set time it simply clicks, but does not buzz. I'm well known to be able to sleep through anything, unless it's an animal in distress (yeah, I wake up to a horse snorting, but sleep through construction outside my house) so my trusty alarm clock is known as the Armageddon alarm. It can wake the neighborhood, and YES, you can hear it from the barn.
*sigh* I don't know if I'll ever find another clock as annoying as this one was. But at almost 20 years old, I think it has served its time.
A Note about Sugarbush Draft Horses
I see it over and over again, and no matter how many times it's said, it's still wrong. "Sugarbush Drafts are just an Appaloosa Draft Cross". Uh.... no. The Sugarbush Draft Horse was a breed created many years ago in Ohio. While the initial cross was made using Percherons to Appaloosas, in the many generations following, the breed has been solidified into a consistent type. Saying these horses are "just" a draft cross makes as much sense as saying that AQHA horses are "just" a Thoroughbred cross, American Cream Drafts are "just" a dilute Belgian, or that Morgans are "just" a grade.