Thursday, March 26, 2015

Balls in the Air





This is the story of my life.  I'm trying desperately to keep all the balls in the air.

This week is the break part.  I'm finished a bunch of work commitments.  Now, I get to focus on my animals.

Tomorrow, Whiskey goes in for her x-rays.  Marnie gets her teeth checked.  Vaccinations get purchased.

Saturday, I spend the day at a tack sale.  I'm going to try to unload some stuff I never use.

Sunday, I have my jumping lesson.  I've been miserably sick so have missed too many this month.

And Monday - Monday I get to ride my own horse.  :)

I plan to start riding her regularly.  I also plan to make a trip or two or three out to Drayton to work the dogs.

It's Spring-ish.  I plan to take advantage of it!

Friday, March 6, 2015


I haven't blogged much the last little bit.  I've been too busy being angry.  I've decided that humans are offal.

My honey watches the news.  This is something that I've systematically avoided doing for a variety of reasons.  I need to start forcing him upstairs where I won't be exposed to it.  It was a CBC piece on wolves that started me on my rant.  (For my American friends - CBC is the national broadcast/news channel.)  In BC (the neighbour province) the government has begun a wolf cull.  Why?  Because caribou are threatened and wolves eat caribou.  Seriously.  Now, let's think about this.  Are the caribou threatened because the wolves are hungry, or are the caribou threatened because humans have damaged their habitat?  I'm kinda thinking it may have something to do with human development of their habitat.  Yet, who takes the fall?  The wolves.  Straight up pisses me off.

The other thing that's been garnering  a lot of media lately have been the "wild" horses.  The government considers them feral, not wild.  They also have decided that there are too many of them.  This leads to wild horse hunts, where horses are caught, and taken to auction.  The controversy arises when these horses end up at the packing plant - leaving bound to be someone's dinner.  I'll be very honest.  Both sides of this argument leave me furious.  On one hand, I am not pro-slaughter.  It is my personal belief that it is not a humane way to die.  You may be sassy and say - but you eat meat.  Yes. I eat cows.  An animal bred specifically for food.  I'm also quite anal about the quality of life that animal has led.  I'm lucky enough that I know exactly where my food comes from.  In my case, my dad's field.  It goes to a local butcher.  There is no assembly line product in my freezer.  So, I'm more than a bit irked at how disposable horses are.

This leads me into my next rant.  Why does everyone blame backyard breeders for the surplus horses that end up in the auction pipeline to slaughter?  I'm sorry but I'm the definition of backyard breeder.  I would challenge you to find an animal I've bred at the auction house.  Why do the people who breed 200 head of average horses not get the blame?  They're breeding horses that have no market.  I believe in quality over quantity.  How about those race horses?  Oodles of them end up hanging from a hook.

Back to the wild horses....
The other major rant that I have is how the organizations that want to save the Wildies act.  They freak right out but most people do not put their money where their mouth is.  The other issue is people who want to "save" all horses.  Buy horses at auctions, and then release them into the wild.  I would loose my shit on someone who did that to one of my animals.  Are you kidding me?  My horse is not equipped to live wild.  They will die.  And not a nice death.

I must be getting old because I sure have no patience anymore... and I find I'm increasingly annoyed with human stupidity.