Oy. This vent is the shining example of why I HATE Parelli-ites.
Crazy Parelli Lady has a nice little horse who is just shy of 10 years old and not yet saddle broke. Plays all the games but she just refuses to move forward under saddle. So CPL says she is moving the horse because the current facility is holding her back.
CPL has had this horse since a yearling and has done all her horse learning by books and the interwebs. So, I was constantly told what I was doing wrong with my horse based on her “experience”. For example, I was told that I needed to turn my thoroughbred out 24/7. The same thoroughbred who will run himself into a colic if there are bugs. Nope. He will stay in his stall with a fan when it’s humid, buggy and 90+ degrees outside, TYVM. I was also told that my mare was lame because I use aluminum shoes on her and her body absorbs aluminum through her feet and toxifies her hooves. I would just nod and say “OK”.
Well, moving day came and CPL could not get her horse on the trailer. The mare was not scared, she would just plant and refuse to move forward. Pressure to get her to move forward caused her to rear and flip over. CPL was getting very upset and dramatic, screaming “She’s not going to get on the trailer - I know this mare! She’s just not going to do it and I have no use for a horse I can’t haul!” It was all so over the top. We told CPL multiple times to calm down, take a deep breath and to think positive but she kept breaking down and throwing her hands up. She also didn’t want us using a chain on the mare because she felt that it was cruel. We just wanted it so that the mare would pop herself if she decided to go up and over again. We weren’t going to crank on it. She wanted to keep everything warm and fuzzy instead of making the outside of the trailer an unpleasant place to be. The last thing the mare needed was a hug. She needed a come to Jesus moment.
CPL insisted on using her flimsy rope halter that kept slipping off and the mare broke 4 lead ropes in the process. CPL walked away at one point and by some miracle, my partner and I were able to get the mare on the trailer quiet as could be. You could tell CPL was both relieved that the mare was on the trailer but also miffed that her techniques didn’t work in this case.
I happily watched the trailer pull away and thanked the heavens the CPL and her crazy horse were gone. No longer would we be subject to her rants and raves about how everyone else does the horse thing wrong. That was until I got to the barn last night.
Apparently CPL paid a visit during the day and left me passive-aggressive “love notes” throughout the barn. Notes on stall doors saying “This isn’t how I would clean his stall. You need to concentrate his shavings to the left side.” or “I feed this mare two flakes of hay only because she spreads it around otherwise. You’re feeding too much hay.” A note by the fencer saying “You have to remember to turn the fence on when the horses are outside.” And my favorite general note “Horses need to have water 24/7”. No $h!t Sherlock! All these notes were written on pages from a calendar she tore up and taped with duct tape all over the barn. I was just like “Uhhhh… Your horse doesn’t live here anymore and this is completely inappropriate.” I have a feeling that she just needed to get the last word in considering she was “shown up” in her attempts to get her horse to load quietly.
I’m sad I wasn’t there to intercept this crazy head on. I’m looking forward to seeing what happens when I get to the barn tonight. Hopefully she got whatever she needed to out of her system and she’s gone for good. I do feel sorry for the new barn she’s at because she is a grade A nutter.
