OK its not a car but think of it as 1HP transportation...
Back 6 or 7 years I was facing a midlife thing. Everything seemed so difficult, my job, my Mom's health spiraling down, the list went on and on.
My lovely sister decided to "adopt" a PMU mare and of course I jumped on the band wagon it was a great distraciton and something I hoped would be really positive as opposed to the other stuff that was going on.
PMU mares were kept pregnant and Premarin was extraced from their urine for the female hormone replacement drug of the same name. Once synthetic Premarin was developed suddenly the mares were out of a job and being downsized. In the Horse world downsized means sold for meat. A rescue organization posted them on the internet to save them from slaughter. My mare rode a cattle hauler all the way from Canada, pregnant and with no breaks along with 20 other draft horses who had been adopted in our town.
When she arrived she was downright dangerous, no touching of the ears, very jumpy, totally hormonal, I was lucky to have a farrier who could handle her feet, she hated for you to touch her feet and they needed a trim something awful.
I recently placed her son with a friend down the road because I just don't have time for two and he is quite a handful, also Hay is now $21 a bale out here!
MLK day Nancy goaded me into trying to take my mare Bam Bam out on a trail ride. I have only ridden her a few times in 6 years and this seemed like quite the challenge...
We got her in the trailer with a bit of persuasion and off we went. I got the saddle on her which she had always had a fit about, and after a try or two got on her and we had the most lovely 2 hour trail ride! She listened, she was not afraid of the cattle, she did not spook or shy away from anything.
I have always been smitten by this horse and am overjoyed that a new chapter in our relationship is opening up. She is a very pretty girl, part Clydesdale and part Quarter, she is bouncy and fun and looks very pretty whether walking, trotting or cantering. Her name is Bam Bam because if she wants something she will paw the ground, or the fence, or the trailer...when I got her I was thinking of those names a 16 yr old girl would name their horse like "Lightning" or "Beauty" or something but she chose her own name and will come to me when I call her...
Thanks for letting me share my horsey story, and for putting up with a non-car thread...
~gail
Back 6 or 7 years I was facing a midlife thing. Everything seemed so difficult, my job, my Mom's health spiraling down, the list went on and on.
My lovely sister decided to "adopt" a PMU mare and of course I jumped on the band wagon it was a great distraciton and something I hoped would be really positive as opposed to the other stuff that was going on.
PMU mares were kept pregnant and Premarin was extraced from their urine for the female hormone replacement drug of the same name. Once synthetic Premarin was developed suddenly the mares were out of a job and being downsized. In the Horse world downsized means sold for meat. A rescue organization posted them on the internet to save them from slaughter. My mare rode a cattle hauler all the way from Canada, pregnant and with no breaks along with 20 other draft horses who had been adopted in our town.
When she arrived she was downright dangerous, no touching of the ears, very jumpy, totally hormonal, I was lucky to have a farrier who could handle her feet, she hated for you to touch her feet and they needed a trim something awful.
I recently placed her son with a friend down the road because I just don't have time for two and he is quite a handful, also Hay is now $21 a bale out here!
MLK day Nancy goaded me into trying to take my mare Bam Bam out on a trail ride. I have only ridden her a few times in 6 years and this seemed like quite the challenge...
We got her in the trailer with a bit of persuasion and off we went. I got the saddle on her which she had always had a fit about, and after a try or two got on her and we had the most lovely 2 hour trail ride! She listened, she was not afraid of the cattle, she did not spook or shy away from anything.
I have always been smitten by this horse and am overjoyed that a new chapter in our relationship is opening up. She is a very pretty girl, part Clydesdale and part Quarter, she is bouncy and fun and looks very pretty whether walking, trotting or cantering. Her name is Bam Bam because if she wants something she will paw the ground, or the fence, or the trailer...when I got her I was thinking of those names a 16 yr old girl would name their horse like "Lightning" or "Beauty" or something but she chose her own name and will come to me when I call her...
Thanks for letting me share my horsey story, and for putting up with a non-car thread...
~gail
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