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 Unpublished, but a writer just the same.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.

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Minis

Since acquiring Oliver I've been doing research on minis, to see if there's anything I need to know about them that I don't. It's astounding, actually frightening, how little horse knowledge the average mini owner has. Things like people with no horse experience buying pregnant mares. Asking for advice on their colicking horse on facebook instead of calling the vet. I could spend all day answering stuff on facebook (I really need to get off the facebook group. It just pisses me off.)

The best info I got from my vet: that they can't do rectals on them, so determining type of colic can be a bit difficult.

They're so damn cute though. And there's mini chariot races!






And mini jumping!





And of course, there's Oliver!



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