A Note About This Blog

I used to be a writer. Unpublished, but a writer just the same. I have several 100,000 word novels sitting on my hard drive. Then I fell off a horse and got a concussion that scrambled my brains really good (yes, I was wearing a helmet.) After that forming a written sentence was very difficult for quite some time. It's still difficult, but at least now generally the sentence structure isn't egregiously flawed. Verbally and written wrong words pop in, I switch words around, and sometimes I make no sense at all. It isn't because I don't have knowledge of grammar and punctuation, but my brain simply can't do it sometimes. Reading this blog you're accepting that there's going to be things that look like typos or make no sense. It's not because I don't proofread, it's because my damaged brain doesn't see what's wrong. I try my best, but things will slip through. I don't need them pointed out, I know they're there, but if I continued to worry about them I wouldn't write at all. I didn't for quite some time. It's painful as a past master of words to use them so badly, but fortunately the words don't seem to mind.

Monday, November 11, 2013

Horse #10: Aruba

Aruba belongs to a friend, who had long term lent him out to a family. Family is moving to the east coast and don't want to pay to transport him. This is what she got back yesterday:







He's 14. He's skinny, which since he's a Lippizan should be easy enough to remedy. He was born with a club foot and blew out his knee due to it at some point. No circles for him. The farrier told the family they need to keep that foot short for breakover. That's great, but it's like they completely neglected his other feet. Supposedly he was done two months ago, I call bullshit. I'll try to remember to take better pics before the farrier comes out.

Since he's like a BCS of 3 and has a belly I'm guessing he's wormy. He also needs his teeth done and from the way he's carrying his sheath around I'm guessing he has a giant bean in there. The vet will be out too. 


Naners was excited and their meeting was without drama.

He's from the breeding program of a local lady who breeds wildly mediocre horses. She has Lippizans listed for $3000 that have been for sale for at least 6 years. Some of them are unbroke 10 year olds. The Taskmaster once told me she'd disown me if I ever bought a horse from her :D

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