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A NEWSY DAY! Paint by Numbers, EquiSpa, and the Book Giveaway!


Friday, March 16th, 2012 | Filed under Musings




BEFORE WE BEGIN:  WE ARE ORDERING BITLESS LG BRIDLES THIS WEEK (FROM GERMANY).  IF YOU WANT ONE, PLEASE LET ME KNOW VIA THIS LINK.  YOU CAN READ TESTIMONIALS THERE FROM THE OTHERS WHO HAVE PURCHASED THIS AMAZING (IMHO) BRIDLE!

 

THE HORSE AND MAN USED HORSE BOOK GIVEAWAY!

Yesterday, I offered  some of my used equine books as giveaways because I thought a few of you might want one or two of them…

Well O M G!  I had so many comments and emails requesting them that I had to go out and get a bigger hat to hold all the names!  I had no idea people would want books!

You know… with Kindle and everything being online, I wasn’t sure if readers likeD physical books.  I do.  I like to hold the book, especially if  there are photos.  I tend to refer to the photos often as I’m reading.  Also, if there is a glossary, I scour that, too.

OK, well, in the future, I will give away all the horse books that I’ve finished reading…  I’m glad you all were happy about that!

(I don’t have the results yet because I haven’t printed all the names and put them in the hat…  I will have to do it this weekend when I have dedicated time.  I don’t want to miss anyone.)

Some of the Giveaway books!

 

 

MY PAINT BY NUMBERS KIT ARRIVED!

I had two packages arrive today!  Wahoo!  It was like Christmas around here…

The first package was my Paint by Numbers kit of my dearly departed horse, Aladdin.

In case you missed it, I wrote about ordering the kit here.

Anyway, it arrived.  I opened it up and Voila!  It looked just like a paint by numbers kit should look.  It is just a white canvas with black lines and numbers inside the lines.

This is the Paint by Numbers Kit of Aladdin

I’m sure I’m gonna make a mess of it but I’ll give it a valiant effort… I have no patience and no artistic abilities.  But, the idea looked like fun so I bit.

Actually, to be honest, I feel a bit daunted by the task before me.  I mean, now I have to paint it and show you all.  Embarrassing, really…

So, let’s see how long it takes me to finish it.  And, once I do – no laughing.  ;)

This is the reference photo of Aladdin

 

EQUISPA!!  NEW ITEMS!

I always love it when a package arrives from Equi-Spa!  And the second package that arrived today was from Equi-Spa!

Usually when a box from Equi-Spa arrives, it is because they want me to try a new product… I love that!

Today, they sent to me their new FAIRY TALES.  It is a mane enhancer and detangler (and gawd knows I need detanglers around here!).  If you look closely at the photo, you will see that they added more patchouli into my tester!  How sweet is that?!

This is my package with the new product, Fairy Tails and the baggie of brand new something!

 

Now, it isn’t like I’m a patchouli freak or anything like that… it is because I used their NOT SO SWEET ITCH formula on Slick when his mane was a mess (did a great job) and he smelled like a rockstar.  I asked what fragrances were in that formula because it was so fabulous and funny to smell on him.  They told me it had a mixture of lovely herbs but after much discussion, we finally landed on the patchouli as what was tickling my senses.  From then on, I was hooked not only on the product, which works great on Summer Itch, but also makes my horses very fragrant!

This is Slick with his Rockstar hair! He smells so good, too!

Anyway, they sent their new product to me to test and added my more patchouli because they remembered.  Now, how many companies do that?!

And, there was a baggie in there with something new!  It looks like they are trying a new supplement formula.  I am waiting to get the instructions. Right now, I’m totally titillated – wondering what is in the baggie, who should eat it and for what purpose.  How fun!

So, that is my report for the day!

ADELLA!!!!

Please don’t forget about poor Adella!  She may be healing, but she has a long road ahead of her…

Here is a new pic of her wound taken this week.  (Does anyone know if stem cells would help her regrow a tendon?  This was suggested and I don’t see how that is possible but I thought I’d ask…).

This is Adella's hoof. It is healing, but she has a long road ahead of her...

 

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ADVENTURES IN HAY STEAMING witnessed by my Equine Epicurean, Finn.


Monday, March 12th, 2012 | Filed under Musings




This morning, I set about my daily chores as usual… stumbling to the barn before my morning coffee…

I cut into a brand new bale of grass hay and proceeded to distribute breakfast to my herd.

All was going smoothly until I got to Finn’s pasture.

I threw them their hay, turned to leave – but something told me to Stay Put.

Something was awry…

Yup.   No one in the upper pasture was diving into their food.

Quickly, I ran through my emergency list:

–Were they sick?

–Was someone injured?

–Were they missing any limbs?

No. No and No.

Yet, not one of the three would eat.

Hmmmmm.

 

FINN

You see, usually after distributing hay to Finn, BG and Wrig,  they all pounce onto their food and Finn puts his nose through the rails for a kiss.

Not today.  Instead, he flung his portion of hay at me.

ME:  What?  That was very rude!

FINN:  What?.  Me Rude?!   SMELL THIS HAY.  Did you smell this hay before giving it to us?  Even your teensy human nose could smell this hay…

ME:  What?… What is wrong with this hay??

FINN (grumbling as he moves Wrigley off of his food):  Beat it KID.

ME (watching Wrigley do a 2pt turn and run!):  What is wrong with this hay?!

FINN (glaring at me):  AW, you gave him the same hay you gave me!

FINN (continuing to grumble as he walked over to BG’s pile):  Hey! (glaring at me again)  She got bad hay, too!  What’s going on here?!

 

Meanwhile, Wrigley has run around into BG’s pasture to test her hay and eat with her.  They settle in and munch the inferior hay.  This totally infuriates Finn…

 

FINN (tossing his head wildly at them):   Why are you accepting this drivel?!  Revolt!  Hold strong!  We can get her to give us better hay!!!!

ME:  Uhh.  This is all we have…

FINN:  You can do better.

ME (turning to leave):   It smells fine…

FINN (interrupting me):  How would YOU know littlenose?

ME:  Wha?…

Finn:  I’m telling you, this hay is substandard!  I refuse to eat it.

 

At this point, Finn is totally disgusted and has now moved his rump towards me.  He won’t even consider his breakfast and has settled into a horsey pout.

To my dismay, Finn colluded the other two to join his camp.

 

BG (her mouth full):  OK, I’ll revolt too, as soon as I take a few more bites…

Wrigley:  What does ‘collude’ mean?  I can collude.  I’m collude, too!!

BG (swallowing and whispering to Wrig):  Just do what he says or we’ll never hear the end of it…

 

BG and Wrigley slowly march around to join Finn in his pout stance.

Now I have three horses refusing to eat breakfast… and I’m afraid they are going to incite the rest of the herd who are watching this unfold.

So, I race to the barn to start steaming.

HUBBY’S HOMEMADE STEAMER

I mutter to myself (“ungrateful horses…”) as I motor to the barn to find the hay steamer that Hubby built for me.  I had packed it away very neatly in the corner of the shower stall.  I pulled it out, opened it up and VOILA! – a bunch of moldy hay and gak all inside.  Ewwwwwww.

WHAT?!  Yukkkkkk!  Oy.

Silly me.  I had put the steamer away without cleaning the interior and drying it.  So, I had cultivated a nice, healthy mold society in my hay steamer that is supposed to be used to kill the very mold I was growing inside my steamer!

This was too ironic not to find somewhat funny…

Anyway, I unwound the hose and attacked my newly thriving mold crop.  Nasty stuff by impervious to water…

Once squeaky clean again, I hooked the steamer up and loaded it with the remains of the aforementioned bale.   I plugged it in.  The Steamer was on and working so I went back to the house to wait for 20 minutes.

AN HOUR  LATER

I came back to the barn about an hour later (I can never remember that I’m steaming – once I’m in the house, I totally forget…) and I found my steamer was mis-threaded.   All I was steaming was the barn air.

Oy.

So, I turned it off and tried to unscrew it but the cap was too hot (duh) so I whipped off my flashy barn hat and used that to re-align the threads of the steamer cap.

OK, off again to the house to once again forget that I was steaming…

TWO HOURS LATER…

I totally need a timer…

I walked outside for something and suddenly remembered that I was steaming hay!  I runtripped down the hill to the barn, sure that I had set the place on fire only to find my little tub just cooking away… still plenty of water in the steamer.  Whew.

I unplugged my machine and took off the top of the steambin.  The hay inside was so steamed it looked like cooked spinach in a tub.  However, I have to say that it was very fragrant and very moist in a gassy way.

To start the cooling process, I took the top flake and put it in the wheelbarrow…

Ay Chi Wowwa!  That hay was H-O-T!  Wowee!  (Remember to use gloves…)

I continued to gently lift all the flakes out of the steamer and spread them around my wheelbarrow so they were able to cool.  I had a make-shift drying rack going.

At this point, Tess and Gwen had smelled the delicacy waft in the barn and were now nickering their little heads off.

GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME, we love you best!!!!!

ME:  It is too hot right now ladies, you must wait.

TESS:  Tess waits for no one.

ME:  Well, you gotta wait for this or your lips will blister.

TESS:  They’ll heal.  GIMME.

ME: Not yet.

TESS:  I’m thinking of revolting and joining them in the upper field – except not if you give me some hay NOW.

GWEN:  What she said…

ME:  Your breakfast hay was fine.

TESS:  Nuh Uh.

GWEN:  I do have a funny left-over taste in my mouth…

ME:  Sigh.

 

So I went back to the house while the hay cooled and thought about all of this…

EQUINE EPICUREAN

It occurred to me that although all of my 11 horses probably didn’t loooove the hay they received for breakfast, none of them had the need to push it aside and not imbibe, except Finn.

Finn is my equine epicurean.  He knows fine grass.  And, he refuses to eat less than the best.

Now, some of you may consider him spoiled – and I’m not arguing with you because he probably is – but to me right now, I’m contemplating a different spin on this…

You see, he ate the newly steamed hay with no issues…

So, who is smarter?  The owner who listens to their horse who says the hay doesn’t smell right… or the owner that ignores his equine epicurean?

Tough call.  All I know is that they ate the steamed hay… So for me, on this day, the old adage applies:

Better safe than sorry.

 

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