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Confession:
Sometimes when I am alone at the barn, I talk to the Mare. I ask her questions and then I respond FOR her in a Mister Ed voice.[/QUOTE]
I thought everybody does this? No?:o
Mine wouldn’t disgust anyone too much. I always remember I forgot my panty liner as soon as my feet hit the ground, dismounting…oops! As long as it isn’t on my suede saddle seat.
Sometimes I go to the store purposely when I have my riding duds on because I think it’s really cool that someone my age is still riding and I’m proud of it.
The animal communicator told me, years ago, that the reason my horse didn’t like getting in the trailer was because the road noises scared him. I had a long conversation with him leading him in from the pasture. I explained TOTALLY the whole procedure, why I wanted to trailer him and that I was sorry about the noise. But that it was just noise and I PROMISED him I would do everything I could to make sure he was never hurt. That day and every time after, he walked right on.
I did stain my saddle one time during that time of the month, I was so annoyed … at least the saddle was black. Yuk.
I have done pretty much everything on the list … many a time I ate after stall cleaning without hand washing. I am still here.
I’ve done most of what has been mentioned (and more!), especially the peeing-in-the-stall/trailer thing. It’s never occurred to me to drink from the hose, though. We have well water and I don’t even drink from the tap in the house. Maybe that’s why?
I click/smooch to family members and friends CONSTANTLY to get them to move out of the way. Drives them crazy.
I love chewing on hay. I’ve tasted my horses’ grain and beet pulp, but haven’t been brave enough to try the Cool Calories 100, though it smells wonderful. I also routinely ate cat and dog food as a kid.
We went to an upscale restaurant recently and, rather than suffer through dinner in a dress, I wore my new Piper breeches with my new Tredsteps and a nice polo shirt. Sister was not too happy with me.
My sisters and I had snowball fights with frozen manure balls when we were young.
I put out a water dish for the toad that lives in Arthur’s stall. He sneaks out during the day and sleeps in the corner of the banked shavings at night.
I was helping kids get ready for foxhunting on Open Day Thursday and grabbed Molly’s Oster brush to detangle their hair. Neither of us thought anything of it.
I heart this thread.
I used to drink water out of the trough, face first. My mother told me I would get worms.
I’ve chased my horse across the damp pasture in very expensive shoes to give her a med one morning before work. My wellies weren’t in the back like normal. I now go barefoot if that happens.
I’ve always tasted my horse’s feed/treats. Her ulcer supplement smells good but tastes horrible.
I have 15 saddle pads and 1 horse. I wash all of her things in our machine here at home. DH doesn’t care. I run a self-cleaning cycle afterwards.
I’ve also stained my saddle. I’ve gotten most of it off. Mine is oak bark.
I bathed and clipped my horse then ran home and rinsed off the now streaked spray-tan powder on my legs from the day before, threw on a dress and went late to our rehearsal dinner.
All of our animals have voices. The beagle has a nasal little voice, the fox hound sounds like Mr. Ed, and the mare is usually judgmental like Kourtney Kardashian.
I didn’t used to wash my hands but now I have a really nice car that I’m making payments on, so when I go to leave, I see my black hands and go “I should probably wash those.”
I’m not sure if my husband realizes that the mare’s SmartPaks are a recurring thing. I mean, he must, he just hasn’t said anything.
I want to collect and reread early editions of Marguerite Henry’s books. I had most of them when I was a child but have no idea where they are now.
I have a quarter sheet that is rarely used for its intended purpose but is used a blanket/something to sit on much more.
When I was in the horse scene, I would not scoop water out of the trough to drink it, I would purse my lips and dunk my head in :lol: working at a horse farm in Texas during that bad drought in I think 2010 or 11, I stripped buck naked in broad daylight and dipped in the 50 gallon trough :lol: freaked out when I heard the farriers truck pulling up.
I wash everything horse and dog related in my washing machine except for the heavy winter blankets. Those would kill my machine.
I either do the horse laundry first or last. If I do it first, the next load is my barn jeans, then barn sweatshirts, then lighter barn clothes and finally undies and such. I figure the machine is pretty clean by then.
I think I’ve done most of these. Definitely peed in stalls/trailers/wherever convenient in the woods despite much shaming from my mom about how gross that is.
Drink out of the hose all the time.
Sneak into the laundromat very late to wash all the horse and calf blankets.
Never wear gloves when handling drugs…lutalyse, gnrh, FSH, CIDR’s, regumate, anything. Gloves get in the way and make it harder to handle. :o
I got really excited a few months back when I found an original hard bound version of King of the Wind for sale in a local antiques store. I was about to purchase it but the price was ridiculous. I had to put it back. I might have to go back for it though.
Try used book stores. They have the best collections of children’s books. There’s a great one here near me that I purchased an old hard bound copy of one of the Black Stallion books from for $2. I should go back and hunt down old Marguerite Henry books there sometime.
You guys keep giving me these ideas to go pee in the stalls here at the barn. I like the idea of that over the using the fairly clean port-o-john at the barn.
I’ve kissed a horse or two or three…or 100 …right on the nose!:lol:
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I got really excited a few months back when I found an original hard bound version of King of the Wind for sale in a local antiques store. I was about to purchase it but the price was ridiculous. I had to put it back. I might have to go back for it though.
Try used book stores. They have the best collections of children’s books. There’s a great one here near me that I purchased an old hard bound copy of one of the Black Stallion books from for $2. I should go back and hunt down old Marguerite Henry books there sometime.[/QUOTE]
And there are more where these came from:
You can search by book title or author, or do “vintage horse book lot” and find a boxful of old favorites.
Oh, and I flush public toilets with my foot. (I thought everyone/most people did!)
One time at the Vermont shows, I had a really horrible, late flight from Alabama to Manchester New Hampshire, then a long drive to Manchester, Vermont. Got to the cabin at about 4 am, and didn’t bother to shower or brush my teeth before getting up for the show. Did a really tacky and quick pseudo-shower and tooth-brush in the horse wash bucket at the show grounds the next day. I think I totally grossed out the grooms. Ah well…
And I pee in stalls all the time. So gross, but when you old, you just can’t wait for the bathroom…
Going on trail rides my daughter was always pointing out I was sitting to far to the right. I kept working at it and on day felt I was really center if not off to the left so I asked her to check again how I was sitting. She says I can’t tell you coat is too long so I lift my coat and she says nope your are still off to the right. Your saddle is centered but the center back seam of your jeans shows you are off on the right. This was the first time she mention the center back so I did a quick check and slid my hand down the back of my pants. The center seam of my jeans, which were a bit big on me, was about two inches to the right of my butt crack. Talk about a calibration error.
Big Confession: Lost my reading glasses late one night at the barn, could not find them anywhere and had to have them. Resorted to digging through the muck pile (full of course) with my … yes bare hands … and no they weren’t there either! (Crazy new barn help had taken them home with her!)
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I’ve tied my horse to a rail instead of a post. It did have a bad outcome, but thankfully no one was injured. It was my Arab gelding when he was young… probably a yearling. He had bad tying skills. No idea what I was thinking. He’s the kind of horse who would spook and flip over backward.
This thread is making me realize the stupid things that I’ve done with horses or at the barn, lol. I must say that I did remember my lip balm yesterday. No dipping in the tainted Vaseline for me again.
Oh…that reminds me of another one. I had an accident with a hoof pick. Yes, I know…and that’s not even my confession. I had a bottle of Blue Kote or something on hand - it was that purple gentian violet stuff. I thought I’d better apply something to my wound to prevent infection. I only realized AFTER I’d applied it that it is bright purple and very visible on the wound to my hand. This wasn’t the first time I’d used Blue Kote either, so I knew what colour it was and that it stains…maybe I thought it had a different effect on humans? lol[/QUOTE]
My 1st aid kit at home and for the horses is interchangeable for many things. My girls have worn Blue Spray many a time on a cut. 3 weeks ago, my youngest daughter ripped the bottom of her heel open on a nail at a family reunion. I had brought the 7% iodine home from the barn the night before, but had not taken it it inside yet. Yep, I grabbed it from the truck and doctored her foot with it. Her great aunts and the older bunch thought I was odd. Go figure…
2 weeks ago, we were helping my BM tend the horses. My 2nd dd had her 12 month old son with her, so was not able to do a whole lot. I told her to stick him in the feed wheelbarrow and go feed. She did and Blake was happy as a little chubby clam, merrily eating 1 peice at a time of Legends Performance feed…
Same baby-same situation, except this time, we have the playpen. Put him in the pen while we bring horses in and out, and clean stalls. He is hollering and mad!! I look over and my youngest dd’s barrel mare is doing all that she can to comfort this baby. She has her head stuck thru the rails of her stall, and wuffling at Blake… She adores him (well, all babies, human and otherwise)
I have put my kids to sleep on hay bales at the barn and at horseshows.
I routinely wear crocs or cheap tennis shoes to wash horses.
I look at new purchases with an eye towards-how will this work for the horses if I don’t like it in the house…
eta: have unloaded a pickup bed full of feed and hay in heels and pearls and a skirt.
Forgot the key to the gate once and climbed the metal gate with a pencil skirt and heels-flashed everything. Thankfully, there was only a cotton field around me.
rode a pony up the church steps and got stuck.
chased my 5 yr old daughter out of my utility room-because she was bringing her pony in the back door.
My dad is in his 80’s and taking medication that makes bleeding very easy to start and hard to stop from even tiny cuts. I gave him the horse’s AluShield spray bandage and he loves it. Doesn’t care that the can says “Not For Use On Humans”. He sent me to buy him some at the horse store. I’ve marker’d his name on his can and my horse’s name on the other one so I’ll have one I can find when I need it - for the horse, I mean.
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You guys keep giving me these ideas to go pee in the stalls here at the barn. I like the idea of that over the using the fairly clean port-o-john at the barn.[/QUOTE]
I have nothing against peeing in a stall or trailer, so long as YOU are the one that has to clean the stall. I find it just tacky to expect someone else to clean YOUR pee up.
I know, the stall cleaner is cleaning horse pee & poop. But I still find it, “this it be wrong” from them to have to clean your pee. Or God forbid, worse, if you actually pooped in there!
JMO
So this summer at the one A show I attend every year, my horse ended up lame on our second show day. I was ready to get out of my breeches since it was in the upper 90s and, well, the bathroom was a long, hot walk away. I ducked into the empty stall next to us that ourselves and the neighbors were using for storage to shimmy out of my breeches and throw my shorts on.
Luckily, I had only taken my shoes off when our neighboring trainer came to the stall to grab some hay! He was like “I’m sorry! Just looking for hay!” and I’m all “I’m sorry! I’ll be out in a sec!” and he quickly walked away. I was out of those breeches and in my shorts in a flash after that! LOL
I’ve done a lot of the things in this thread. I think most of them are the unspoken normality’s of the horse community.
Things that DH found out about and was appalled by are peeing in the stalls/trailers and sharing apples with my horse (bite for me and a bit for him). He doesn’t know I’ve drank out of water tubs in the field or stall buckets AFTER cleaning them (I do have some standards) and I’ve taken showers in the wash stall.
