COTH True Confessions...

I have been following this thread for “tips” :wink:

I wash saddle pads/fly masks/thin sheets and people clothes in our washer when my husband isn’t paying attention…I sort of feel guilty when he complains that our detergent makes him itchy…

I slept in horse blankets at shows.

I moved to my first apartment and used my horse trailer to move all my belongings instead of renting a uhaul. My horse moved across state lines in an air ride semi!

I had my electric turned off when I was in my early twenties because I paid my horses vet bill instead of the utility.

[QUOTE=right horse at the right time;7543463]
And J-Lu for the win![/QUOTE]

:lol::lol::lol:

[QUOTE=Casey09;7541704]
Mine is that I just love gadgets - all of the stuff that people tell you that you don’t need. This spring I have a new SleekEZ thing that I ordered in the mail. To me, it’s so much better than a shedding blade.[/QUOTE]

Agreed! :yes: I bought a large and small and ADORE them!

And I never trailer out without a 5-gallon bucket filled 1/2 way with Pine Pellets. My own private loo :wink:

This past winter I wore my fleece lined riding breeches with a short sweater dress to work. The sweater dress was a little too short to wear with tights and would also ride up, but those breeches with the teflon outerwear did not have that problem. A nice scarf and a pair of black boots and I actually got a lot of compliments.
On the other side, I stopped and lunged my horse before work the other day and other than a change of shoes, went on to work in the clothes I wore while working him. And last night, I was too tired to change when I got to the barn so I groomed him in my work clothes. At least they are washable.

Pretty sure I have done most of the things listed except for the chocolate in the trailer floor and pulling the leather off my Tropical Rider toaties. I am not that choco addicted that I could eat if it had hit poop, and I like my full seats too much to pull the leather off them.

LOL, I had a Paint filly years ago who liked hot dogs. The cheese-filled kind. She was a little weird.

[QUOTE=asb_own_me;7547422]
LOL, I had a Paint filly years ago who liked hot dogs. The cheese-filled kind. She was a little weird.[/QUOTE]

My Arab wanted my hot dogs ALL the time! With mustard and relish, no less! He got bun ends but no weenie…

I once was positive I had giardia or some other nasty from drinking out of the barn hose, so I made my dr order a stool sample test.

It was negative.

I’m wearing a pair of black full-seats to work today. They’re so much more comfortable than dress slacks!

I’m positive I’ve told my horse he’s handsome way many more times than I’ve told my husband…

Did this with just a long sweater and the Smartpak Bradley softshell breeches. Granted, I was going to Middleburg, not work, but my mom kept telling me what a nice outfit it was. Didn’t notice until I told her they were the breeches she’d bought me for Christmas! :lol:

You are not alone on this one!

After grooming and riding two mud encrusted beasts, I was in a public place when somebody said “Ewww…what’s that smell”? I lied and said it was my dog who had a skunk encounter…

I can’t stand the sight of my equids standing at the fence watching me drive off, so I always leave them some cookies or carrots and run to my car before they finish eating!

Time for some new confessions…

A delivery of hay excites me more then having a gift card to a upscale clothing store does.

I tend to judge people by the way their horse’s feet are trimmed. I am trying to break this habit, but ya know…

After having owned my girl for over a year now, I have yet to find the right bit for her.

Banimine is the most bitter thing on the planet.

I have always hated TWH’s, but my current heart horse is 1/2 TWH.

My pipe dream is to one day breed for Mammoth Donkeys and Mules for Jumping, Dressage, etc.

Next?..

It was really hot one night, I was sleeping in the buff when I heard hoofbeats where they should not have been, I went straight outside…, thankfully it was pitch dark, and I was out on a farm when no one was home. Also happy the horses went back inside willingly.

I once rubbed RapLast in my eyes by accident (both of them), all I can say is, don’t do it. Finding the water source blind was a neat trick.

I’ve only done this once, but a few years back I was in a hurry to tack up a horse before a trail ride and I groomed and tacked up in flip flops…

I have also tried horse feed (not the best taste…) and apple flavored electrolytes which were actually pretty good!

I was told that COTH was doing a story about this thread in their magazine. Does anyone know if they did this yet?

One day, in my rush to get ready for work, I left my gear bag at home. I didn’t realize this until I got to the barn and had nothing to change into.

I didn’t want to miss a ride so I went hacking in a Ralph Lauren wrap-around dress with my tall boots (the only thing I had in the car).

On more than one occasion I’ve opened the door to a porta-potty and didn’t even get an inch inside before feeling sick from the vile stench in the hot humid summer air. I used to feel guilty about peeing in the stall on those occasions, but not anymore after reading this thread. lol.

[QUOTE=Freebird!;7654042]
I was told that COTH was doing a story about this thread in their magazine. Does anyone know if they did this yet?[/QUOTE]

Yes they did… The only reason I know is because a friend who gets the magazine (I don’t) read the article and recognized me in it. She wanted to know if I really truly did what I said I did (dunk my entire head in a bucket of water on a blazing hot day). (The answer is yes…:))

I don’t know what issue the article is in, though.

[QUOTE=JoZ;7534155]
I pee anywhere. Behind the barn, in a stall, in the parking area out front, anywhere. There’s nobody around, but if there were… I have hidden places! The big concession to decency was bringing a roll of toilet paper to the barn, which is kept near a pellet bag to dispose of it.[/QUOTE]

^^^This! I always boarded at places with no bathroom, so I HAD to pee outside or in a stall. Now, I just do it because I’m too lazy to walk across the property.