Oh yes I agree.
Or work out in a gym. (though maybe I should do both )
Okay, to be fair to your sister, when I read this, I thought you meant the people, too!
My horses go barefoot year-round, so my brain wasn’t wrapping around that one.
Thanks for the hunt story. Made me and husband laugh pretty hard. Especially that last comment on dressed up Foxhunters without boots! Such a pleasant thought to start the day!!
I muck stalls daily and have a housekeeper in twice a month

I muck stalls daily and have a housekeeper in twice a month
This is the way!
Put me in the camp of I’d rather clean stalls than house work too; any barn work really.
Barn cleaning before house cleaning, hands down.
DH is about to spring for a cleaning service. For the house. Whoot!

DH is about to spring for a cleaning service. For the house. Whoot!
Does he know??
me too! (and i have indeed ridden barefoot)
He does! It’s his idea.
“Why do they wear blindfolds outside?”
Even my own brother who is in his late forties and has been related to crazy horse ladies (me and my mom) his whole life
Any of us who keep a list of “ridiculous things my horse has spooked at” understand.
I mean, when a butterfly landed on my mare’s nose and her brains fell out of her head… That was pretty intense!
Years ago my late husband “gave” me a cleaning lady who came every other week. It was heaven.
We moved to another state and I was studiously looking online at different sites and he came in and asked me what I was doing. I told him I was looking for a new cleaning lady. He looked surprised and I said “Hey, that was a gift for FOREVER!” He laughed and said he guessed I was right.
My two cleaning ladies are coming this morning. It’s the gift that keeps on giving. Enjoy.
And yes, I’ll be out in the barn cleaning stalls while they’re here. I’d much rather scoop manure than clean toilets.
I was luckily off the horse when this happened, but a butterfly landed on his ear. Chaos ensued.
So my equines are…spoiled. Esp my Irish baby who turns two on 7/4 so is still very young but also large and very friendly with honestly no sense of personal space unless asked to move back. This bothers some horse people and not others, I’m pretty soundly in the second group with my personal horses. But because the Irish baby girl thinks she is loved and adored by all, and loves and adores all back, I get lovely little videos like below and people think she is basically a dog.
Non-horse peeps are hideously surprised that she is 800 pounds of in-your-face “herro!” instead of a nice puppy
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Yup, I get this one from a lady at work. “When can I ride your horse?”
My horse is a 5 year old green warmblood who is prone to spooking and bolting. So, yeah, never.
Why the heck do people think this is appropriate? If I had a friend who bought a Lamborghini or a yacht, I certainly wouldn’t ask when I could come drive. If they bought a new house, I wouldn’t ask when I could come sleep in it. Even if I had a friend who got a new dog, I wouldn’t ask when I could come walk it. Just makes me think people are clueless.
That’s it, they are clueless. I did say one time that they could come ride my horse and while they’re riding, I’ll take their new car out for a spin. Never asked again. People seem to think that all horses are dude string horses, after all, they do all the work and we just sit there.
My college roommate and I bonded quickly due to our mutual love of horses. I did Pony Club and dressage, she did some casual low level hunters and taught walk/trot at a summer camp. We didn’t ride while at school (urban area, and neither of us had cars) but it was a commonality that bonded us together.
After college I pursued horses again and she focused on starting a family. Years later when I had my own horse I was telling her how I had such a great riding lesson because we really had some great canter departs she was dumbfounded. “you mean you are just NOW cantering?” I tried to explain the finer points of dressage and getting a prompt, uphill depart from behind and her eyes just glazed over. She responded “oh we just gave a good kick with the outside leg” I guess I had surpassed her level of horsieness.
My FiL is a character. I brought him out to meet my horse and he was absolutely aghast at the most basic of horse things. Like how my big goof gelding liked to romp and play in the round pen, and how he would beg for treats. I think he didn’t believe me when I told him that horses have personalities and my horse was particularly outgoing and attention-seeking.
When my horse went for his usual roll in the sand after a ride FiL freaked out “is that normal!?!” “I’ve never seen that!” “Is he OK!?” It was like he was watching a nature documentary of a strange animal he had never seen before. I explained that he’s just getting a nice back scratch and its totally normal for this horse to go for a big, long grunty roll.
All told it was a fun but somewhat exhausting day with him shadowing me and listening to only about 50% of what I would say. It was like having a very excited child trail you and your horse around. Fortunately my horse is a teddy bear and didn’t mind the loud, big motioned man who kept trying to rub him on the cheek bone (like giving a dog scritches under the jaw). I was happy that he at least was interested in my passion and liked my horse. We went to dinner and I thought that was the end of it.
Then I get a call the next day while at work in the office. FiL had such a fun time at the barn that he is now driving over to the barn with a few of his buddies so they can also meet my horse and ‘play with him’. uhhhhh no. Horse is boarded at a large, multi-trainer barn, but I am not with a trainer. There is no responsible horsey adult who I would feel comfortable pawning him off on. I tell him that due to safety issues he is not allowed on the property without me there. FiL pushes back saying that he won’t take my horse out of the stall. Still no. I also explain that there are trainers who are really busy working with clients during the day and all guests need to be with someone familiar with horses and the barn so no one gets in the way (he tried to take a ‘short cut’ across the jump ring the other day when I was there with him). He still thought it was really unfair and that I was being “overprotective” but I ultimately won the argument since the barn has a perimeter fence and you need a code to get in.
I think I finally got through to him when I made the comparison of visiting an elementary school to attend a nephew’s play/recital/fair whatever. You were then an invited guest and had fun watching the adorable kiddos put on their show, but you don’t come back the next day unannounced to the school and say “hey I want to hang out with those kids I saw yesterday”.
Or you could just say “Oh, I’ll get back to you on the 12th…of never.”
Thanks to Frasier.
At work our VP had someone set up a department team space with a Get to Know You section, so the newish team of over 100 people could connect on a more personal level. Our company is like that and encouraging us to be more our authentic self at work. Which whilst seemingly nonsense, they do believe in to an extent.
In any event, I posted pics of my big, goofy ClydeX and a guy I don’t know asked if I was in the same state as him and then wrote “I want to come PET your horse”. Yes he capitalized pet.
Ummm dude, #1 I do not know you, #2 how come you didn’t say the same to the folks who posted pics of their cats and dogs (equally adorable btw) and #3 how about no.