They Bar B Cue the poor things in Texas too! Years ago, Lonestar’s beer commercials showed a dead dillo, belly up with a Lonestar longneck in it’s paws. I went to judge a horse show in Houston, and every poor roadkill-dillo had a Lonestar beer in it’s paws…stuck there by passing motorists. God!!
P.S. I’m working on that TB companion animal thread…so we can have a total PD post If you love Snowy…wait’ll you meet “PUPPY CHEESE”!!! Here’s Snowy’s brother Chubs; dyed green for St. Patrick’s Day…I really need to get out more.
Gel pads may help…but we believe Bo’s tendency to stop and nap halfway over the hurdle may be having some impact on his finish times. The pups all showed interest in a trip to Florida for some hurricane surfing…but I told them you would regale them with your own experiences…Good Luck and batten down the hatches!!!
You’re right Flash…another trick…when getting hopelessly run off with, I would drop to the inside rail, pretend to breeze and then stand up…it usually worked and the beast underneath me would drop down happily to a jog.
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I’m just kidding, you look terrific! Pretty horse, is he yours? Looks like a tall/spunky one too!
Oh my! Have seen the little buggers all over southwest, been barked at & glared at while chasing balloons but NEVER (thankfully) did I ever encounter one who looked like he swallowed the gourds whole!
This one is adorable. I think he ate a pony. Are the doors to his condo built custom wide? Really very cute!
Racetb, I think I need one 'o them PDs–but not until the dachshund kicks it. I once showed him a ferret we had just euthanized and he levetated about 3 feet off the ground (arthritis and all) to clamp his teeth on the tail. I had to shake him off! I’m scared to think what he’d do to a PD!
Oh, and Soup, she’s dressed like a racehorse, not a show horse, so it’s all good!
No, we’re laughing with you, right? Are your eyes closed? It looks like you’re thinking something along the lines of “don’t fall off don’t fall off don’t fall off”.
17.2? Daaaymn, girrrrl! That’s like falling from the Empire State building – and believe me, I know…I did it last week at speed (ouch.)
Yup, agreeing with the folks who have suggested shortening the stirrups a bit.
Grooming is also a little better in the ‘Gee, what mortal injury will I face today?’ department. Although, the closest I ever came to being killed by an equine was while I was holding a hunter breeding yearling … hmmm
Don’t worry, Soup - when I galloped at the track, I got yelled at for looking too much like ‘a prissy show rider,’ and now I get yelled at for looking like ‘one of those yahoos from the track.’ I have come to the conclusion that there is no happy medium.
That’s OK…I too was given warning for illegal possession of a CROW. I don’t keep him, he keeps us!!! It’s OK to poison & shoot them but not to have one ride around in your car (he dangerously follows through traffic if I don’t let him ride) or come in the kitchen to beg for (or steal) food & cooking utensils (the latter he stashes proudly in the house rain gutters). He’s a little kid and wears me out just keeping him out of trouble (like when he pesters the horses, he tries to stuff “finds & treasures” down their ears). Or puts horse pooh in neighbor’s cars as he thinks of road apples as gifts. Come to think of it, there’s probably a reason why it’s legal to shoot them. He’s FREE to go, he just won’t, damn it.
Crike, he’s banished from other families of crows so I find it cruel when they raise them as orphans then turn them out in wild (lonely life). What can one do…
Here we are, partners in crime once again, lol.
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Oh and Soup…This is Daisy, Ripton Farm’s resident Patagonian Cavy. She has a habitat in the courtyard of the farm…I sometimes put little antlers on her collar and people leave swearing Jackalopes actually exist and they’ve seen one!!
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Okay…last non horsey pic. This is Snowy the white prairie dog guarding the door. “No Treat?Go home! You won’t be tackin’ up your nag today!” <HR></BLOCKQUOTE>
Dude you need to lay off your prairie dogs treats Very pudgy
All you guys are too funny!
I don’t think I’ll need to be riding acey duecey just yet (or, for the other meaning…ever!). I unintentionally ride acey deucy all the time, usually because the horse starts trotting off with me before I have time to even up
RaceTB: I was lucky, mom was on the track for awhile so no one was able to send me out for keys to the quarter pole OR saddle stretchers.
I’ve still had a number of tricks played on me though. My favorite was pulled on me by a trainer who’s like my uncle.
One day, we were making the long trip back from Pimlico, and for the first half of the trip I was a livewire, rambling on about my day, and then halfway through I fell asleep. Waiting for the perfect moment, he hits the brakes and yells, “JACKALOPE!!! JEEESSSUUSSS!!!”. I shot up like a rocket, and him and his groom were dying laughing. They said with the way I was sprawled up against the back window, I looked like one of those Garfields with the suction cups on my hands
He’s gotten me in a number of ways. I was doing my nails in the kitchen one day (oh yeah, THAT’S not going to get you picked on at the track!) and he turns around and says (loudly) to this guy I had a crush on, “Hey! Jeff! Don’t her nails look PRETTY?”
Gotta love those backside torture methods.
PD…I mean TB companion pic right here
“Inspired by recent Olympic events, Snowy and Chubs indulge in carb loading and a quick power nap before attempting unbelievable athletic feats. Snowy, in a tribute to her hero Flo Jo, has had her nails specially done.”
Someone from the prairie dog forum had the gall to suggest Puppy Cheese [pictured above] may have just “fallen over”…and was not, in actuality, performing a legitimate Olympic exercise. Why, that’s like saying Secretariat squeaked by “on the nod” in the Belmont Stakes!!! We pray no action is being taken by the I.O.C. and that ALL the pups’ medals are safe.
P.S. I REALLY need to get out more
Wow, if she’s that tall, then you mus be pretty tall too!
Put those hands down on that horse’s neck!
NOt all riders exercize with super short irons…I know I don’t. BUt shortening them just a tad would probably give you more stability.
Having fun yet?
My reins ARE crossed…
that was another thing we were arguing about… Hunter people like to have their hands lifted off the horse’s neck and that just doesn’t work for race stuff. My mom used to gallop and ALWAYS told me to cross my reins, it’s the easiest way to gather them up if the horse bolts. And it’s really useful if you’re a bad rider, heheheheh.
Soup! That is HYSTERICAL!
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Hello…the name’s Puppy Cheese, the most esteemed and eldest member of the Ripton Farm prairie dog clan. Snowy is right!! We are fine athletes and need the energy that all pd competitors know comes from chocolate. My Floor Exercise [pictured below], brought the crowd to their feet and merited 10s from all six judges!!
Ali is my wonderful wild child. I think I’ve loved her to pieces from the day I met her!