Whoopee, BNH! I always dread taking any kind of xrays on our horses. Heaven only knows what’ll show up. 
Yes, keeping all four feet on the ground is one of my main objectives, too. Or how about the, “I know I need to get after my greenie with my stick, yet I also know that’ll result in a repercussion, such as a pitch, a kick or a bolt. What to do, what to do…” 
“Friends don’t let friends eat fish tacos.”
<BLOCKQUOTE class=“ip-ubbcode-quote”><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by headsup:
Let us not forget the “greenie eating” storm drains when we venture to the shows…<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>
Yea… “greenie-eating storm drains”… that is EXACTLY what I call 'em when my “made” hunter who has been in the showring since '97 almost kills me when he spots one…
Stupid horse almost destroyed my achilles tendon when he practically leaped in my back pocket at Biltmore a few weeks ago!!!
Pam- Best of luck through these times. Hopefully 2002 will be good to you.
As for me, I was “allowed” to ride my mom’s friend’s OTTB the other day. Man was I sore after that. Haven’t done near enough riding on my greenie due to the hour trek to the barn I didn’t dare make with all this snow we’ve been having. If it’s mild tomorrow, I’m planning on heading out there. Weeee… 
Anyways, OTTB… He’s quite a trip. When she first got him, we had to ride him with spurs. What’s up with that? She got him a WEEK after his last race. I think it would’ve been humorous to see him on the track. Anyways, he’s finally starting to realize what it’s like to move forward from your leg and into the bit. Seems to be a quick learner. We can’t decide if the muscles developing on his neck are from correct movement or cribbing. He’s fun though. Finally developing a brain so that’s good. I was worried for awhile. 
He actually cantered around the rather small indoor 4 times with his massive stride. The whole time I was thinking ‘collect collect collect collect’ but that made me think of telephone commercials. Oi…
Anyways, hope everybody had a good New Years. It’s 5:20 and I’m off to bed. 
.:Erin B #2:.
Won’t you let me take you for a ride.
You can stop the world try to change my mind.
Won’t you let me show you how it feels.
You can stop the world but you won’t change me.
~~Cold~~“Bleed”~*~
Well, I’m thinking Hammie was channeling Jade, ahem, in my amateur adult eq/over fences class at Surf’n Turf (the San Diego Showpark show this weekend). I don’t know what set him off, but all of a sudden he just took off with his ears back and tore down to this line! I was thinking, “Aha, so this is what jumping at mach IV feels like.” All I can say is, he just seemed really mad at me!Imagine that!
But then, in the hack I got 3rd against some really nice horses (I’m always going head-to-head with these 2 from Chuck Esau’s barn)and 2nd in the big eq. on the flat. So then I went into am/hunters, thinking maybe I didn’t want to ride that wild beast, but he started on course and he was so lazy! I had to shush him down the lines! My changes were all late, like as I rounded the corners, but I still got a 6th out of about, oh, 87 rounds. (Hey, it seemed that way! Both rings went until dark both days!)
So why do I have such a schizo horse? How do I turn down the expressiveness? I’m so exhausted… 
“Charter Member of the Baby Greenie Support Group of North America”
I want a video. Seriously. I can’t believe Miss Jade is going to make her debut over the 3’6" and I won’t be there to see it. . .grrr. . .what am I doing out here, anyway?
So. . .A/Os? (I have to live vicariously through you 
)
Well my green bean and I discovered rubber footing with our recent move. Lets just say things are a lot more “elevated” these days. Not to mention the ring has no fence so we have become fixated on one corner. Never mind the jumps all piled in the corner (used to be our nemesis), he could care less.
Our bucks have become more “brilliant” and our “lengthening” to die for. Do you get points for that in the show ring…LOL
And a belated welcome to all the new “greenie” members.
LaurieB, re that pad … could dear Tess simply be allergic to it? The fabled Spotted Wonder Horse was horribly allergic to this one pad I had … stupid me, I thought I’d get rid of whatever irritant was in it by washing it, so she wound up with THREE bouts of welts and hives. Let’s just say, she got to where she wouldn’t even let me near her with it. (Note to self: You are supposed to be higher on evolution’s learning curve than your horse.)
Tess probably isn’t so highly allergic to the pad in question but still … I know that as much as I love wool, for instance, I need only to touch it in a store to get an attack of the “itchies.” Perhaps Tess is similarly affected by something in that pad??
I see trees of green, red roses too. I watch 'em bloom for me and for you. And I think to myself … what a wonderful world. Yes, what a wonderful world." – Louie Armstrong.
I can be categorized as EMLM (Early Mid-Life Masochist.) I just turned 25. But I have always been like this… OK! That was the first good round of my life in that division, time to move up! I used to drive my trainer nuts!
I was just saying to a trainer last night that my taste in horses is so damn good, and my tickness of wallet so damn thin, that I have to just shut-up and put in the blood, sweat and tears (hopefully not too much blood) to get my next horse.
I learned with the last one that if the finished product will be nothing short of jaw-dropping spectacular, I don’t want to waste my time. I could be doing other important things with that money (like responsibly buying a house!)
Another thing I learned last night after trying a baby with the turning radius of an aircraft carrier (at least we only bounced off the rail once!) Is that picking out a 3 year old who will be a fabulous 7 year old is all about LUCK! Yes, you can see if the movement and form over jumps is there but do you know how rideable and balanced he will become? No. Will his form diminish as he becomes bored with the jumps? Will it get better as he learns where all 4 feet are? Just because he can jump stellar over a 2’ jump, will he top-out at 3’? 3’6"? or be able to go on to the grand prixs?
You just NEVER know. So I am going to be crossing all fingers and jingling plenty of curb chains as I write that check!
BTW - the guy I tried last night (We’ll call him AC (Aircraft Carrier)) was a real cutie! I have a few more to look at but he could definitely be future Chef material.
who has wished Elliot the Best of Luck and for your Congratulations!!!
I really appreciate it.
And Congratulations to you too Beezer on your new horse.
Janet - congrats on your success with Belle! That’s just fabulous.
OK, now I have to toot my horn…my boy was a SUPERSTAR last night! The indoor that I ride in is smaller…not tiny but for a guy like him who typically likes to gallop instead of canter, I get worried in there. Anyway, he’s been cantering much more balanced lately and he cantered like a regular horse! He felt like some of the really schooled jumpers I used to ride.
He even did some flying changes on the flat. Wasn’t as good after the jumps with the changes, but that’ll come. I am just soooo pleased!!!
Oh, the bit I finally settled on is a Happy Mouth mullen mouth. He loves it.
Uggg…Sorry about your perky pony, Bumpkin! Don’t these talented and sensitive guys realize that when they are over-exuberant with their ammy owners that they jump us out of the tack and thus tickle their sides?? Geesh!!!
Well, Pam, I’ve often heard (and used) the expression, “That horse jumps like a stag.” But so, in Sophie’s case, she jumps, well, like a moose? Hey, at least she JUMPS!
I’m so glad they’ve ruled out MS. Could it be something like fibromyalgia? I hope you’re not in chronic pain.
I swear, there are days when I just stare at my paddock boots and think, “You’ve got to be joking. Can I just stay home and do laundry?” My husband is always saying, “You’re always so tired. There must be something wrong with you.”
Like, duh! Besides the fact that I spent about a decade with various tubes hanging in and out of my body, and going in and out of surgeries, I have the constant drain of Baby-Greenitis. The most blessed day of my life was when my mother finally agreed to stop breeding warmbloods!
Note to Duffy: We have a saying around horse town out here. “Eventually, they all go lame. Just some sooner than others.”
Awww, Pam! I’m so sorry you’re going through this. It must be so scary. 
I decided to “vacate the premises”, somewhat voluntarily, yesterday off my guy. (Hey, Merry and Beezer! Can I call him “Ken-Cow”???) The ring had been emptied of jumps earlier in the week and I’d been so proud of him. Will and Riley, (two previous lease horses), would have totally freaked at a ring void of jumps!!! Yesterday, my daughter and I were riding together, along with another child from our barn, when two fellow boarders commenced the re-building of the new course. Imagine Ken-Cow’s reaction to jumps walking by themselves and then just standing there all by their lonesome’s???
Suffice to say, his eyes got as big as platters, he grew at least a couple of hands, and his heart was pounding like I couldn’t believe. He still hadn’t totally blown yet, but I knew it was coming…I truly didn’t want my daughter to see her mother catapulted across the arena, (not that I wanted to land on the ground either, mind you), so I decided to get off. My son only got on once after seeing me have a bad crash. I tend to doubt whether it would have had the same affect on my daughter! But, it just plain wasn’t worth the risk of that, or of hurting myself, or of him getting loose and one of the children being hurt. Ok, so I’m a wussy chicken too… It’s been almost two years since he got me off twice in one session and I still remember it. I consider myself lucky that I didn’t get hurt then…
Anyway, I just wanted to get that off my chest. Hopefully, now that the ring will look “normal” again, he won’t remember the moving jumps! (I had been sooo proud of myself, when last weekend, Ken-Cow did a mighty leap through the air when we were cantering and I didn’t panic. I had just kicked him and kept cantering. Oh well, maybe I should start a new thread of wussy chickens who have greenies? )
Pam, I will be thinking good thoughts for you, big time!!!
Uh-oh. I guess this means that maybe I should be attending the town’s annual PRCA rodeo looking for jumping prospects.
I told Beezer that Barbie has a much (emphasize “MUCH”) duller temperament than Hammie, and that eventually she could go back to riding her once I made sure Barbie was over her mule-ish explosions. You know, where they’re plodding along, slightly evading your aids, and then when you finally go, “Enough!” they blow up and turn inside out in protest?
Beezer goes, “Yeah… Ah, fix that first, okay?”
“Friends don’t let friends eat fish tacos.”
Long time no post.
Well, I finally got my new baby green. But…shame…she is an imposter baby green. She is 7 years old, but she isnt broke so to me she is a baby green! Ha! What do y’all think of her? She’s a 7 year old Belgium Warmblood x TB. She is stalled right next to my real baby green (I think he’s jealous!).
Of course you would recognize that!
Many of the horse shows near Atlanta are held at a resort and vineyard named Chateau Elan. The setting is just gorgeous and it’s always a pleasure to ride there.
Here’s another look. This is one of the warm-up rings.
[This message was edited by LaurieB on Jul. 20, 2001 at 09:23 AM.]
Chef- Dekster is a cutie!
.:Erin B #2:.
Won’t you let me take you for a ride.
You can stop the world try to change my mind.
Won’t you let me show you how it feels.
You can stop the world but you won’t change me.
~~Cold~~“Bleed”~*~
[I]Dear Mom: Please don’t ever let mean Auntie Merry ride me again. Ever. Please.
She has a lot more rules than you do. And I don’t really like her rules. – Your greenie, Tigger.[/I]
Bulletin Board Goddess
Poor RV, he has had his first “altercation” with snow (actually, it’s still going on, I’m sure ). I turned him out this morning, and the snow started about 30 minutes later… I look up and there are 4 horses and one pony (who is also in his first snowstorm, but there is HAY so I’m not sure he noticed the white stuff - after the hay is gone, I’m sure he will see if the white stuff is edible) calmly eating their hay in their pastures, and one RV galloping around his. He then stops, tries to dig a hole (ground is frozen, so he doesn’t have much luck), does this amazing dog stretch (keeping his front feet in his “hole”) and proceeds to put his nose between his toes in the hole. Very strange looking and I am wondering what the hell is his problem. Then he starts walking around and flipping his head and I realize that his poor wittle nosikins is getting stung by all those evil cold snowflakes! He looked thoroughly miserable when I left!
Somebody came to look at my 4 year old. He’s very natural over fences and low-key about the whole experience, so he can get complacent about jumping. Well, he came around to a 3’+ vertical (which he’d already jumped twice) and just never left the ground. Scary moment… crashed through the fence, fell to his knees and then did a face plant. My trainer rolled off to the side and Trevor jogged over to us as if to say “did you see what that jump just did to me!” Can laugh about it now b/c everybody was OK, but it does make your heart stop when they’re on the ground like that. Best part… he jumped every fence after that in perfect form and actually paid attention to each fence. Babies…a rollercoaster ride of emotions.
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