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.

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Murphy and his Laws

This is what it sounded like!
So, those who know me, know that I have a pretty good relationship with Murphy.  I'm starting to think he's stalking me actually.  Him and his laws, that is.

You see, Murphy's law says that if it can go wrong, it will when least expected.  And that kinda describes the last 2 days around here.

Thursday night, around 3am, Jae and I wake up.  There's this noise.  It kinda sounded like the heater was going bad.  Of course, I made Jae get up to check on it.  He comes back and starts putting on winter outside clothing.  Uh... but you can access the heater inside.

Then he tells me that it's not the heater, it's a water leak!

Ok, so the property I have was rather neglected before we got it.  Our little dream house had to be completely gutted, stud walls put in, electrical completely reworded (knob and tube wiring isn't legal any more) and most of the plumbing started over.  While we're at it, we decided to move a few rooms around, since the only difference was WHERE we put the walls.  But it's ok, you see, because we also got a little mobile home on the property too.

Little did we know that this mobile was on the verge of disintegrating.  We gutted the "black house" (it's black with white trim, and 100 years old, pretty cool if you ask me) and got to work.  And then the rain hit.  Well, the mobile leaks... Everywhere.

The pipes in this thing are about to corrode away, and water leaks are getting to be a regular thing around here.  Regular enough, that Jae now keeps enough supplies to replace entire water lines.  Normally he doesn't have to do it at 3am in the cold, though.

And of course, the money intended to finish up the black house, went into the grains for the horses (and other assorted things) last year.  With the drought, the horse market collapsed while prices trippled.  Petty cash is, again, long gone.  So we do what we can with what we have, and start saving up for the rest of the renovations.  I have to say though, I can't WAIT to be out of this PoS, and into my dream home!

So, I some how have managed to misplace an entire day, between weird sleep hours, and not enough time in a day.  Naturally, it was LOVELY yesterday, and cold today (damn you Murphy!) but, at least it's not windy.  So... dear arena... I have plans for you today.


  1. rotten to have to constantly be fixing things, but it sounds like your hubby is a handy guy

  2. awe man you can't catch a break can you?  Hopefully it's all fixed!

  3. Yeah, you guys need to get into the black house ASAP, even if it's not perfect.

  4. Sounds like Murphy has overstayed his welcome at your place.  He tends to do that.  And that rotten Murphy can be in two places at one time.  He's also residing in my car at the moment.  Hopefully he'll give us both a break and torment someone else for awhile.  OnceUponAnEquine