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2021 Blogger Secret Santa

Many people missed the Blogger Secret Santa that I hosted last year after speaking with The Printable Pony, our fearless leader in festive fun for the past several years, and in an effort to not step on her toes again I reached out again but sadly didn't receive a response. I'm going to assume she's no longer able to host the Secret Santa (lets face it, she's way better at it than me so wahhh!!) so I'll give it a whirl again because it's so fun! PLEASE SHARE THIS! If you're blogging, post a link in your blog even if it doesn't apply, send to friends, make a special blog post with a link, and so on!  The more people that participate, the better! Last year the cut-off was November 20th and many gifts were still sent/received very late, so I'm going to make the cut off November 10th and hopefully that helps!   I am hoping to get everyone the information for their draw within a few days following the deadline to allow for ample time to research, shop and
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1 Week of Fiona

We brought Fiona home a week ago and unfortunately I have been crazy busy and not able to spend a ton of time with her.  Regardless, we've picked away at establishing a relationship and I'm honestly waiting for the other shoe to drop. This mare is incredible. Seriously, how did she just fall into my lap?! As previously mentioned , Fiona sustained a pasture injury and they chose to breed her after receiving a 70% prognosis for full recovery.  She was sold to me as appearing sound in the pasture, but given that I didn't purchase her to be a riding horse I wasn't entirely worried about her soundness and didn't give it much thought.  To be honest, I hadn't even really seen her trot before I bought her - lol!  I saw a short jumping clip (below), and a video of her trotting with her foal, wherein her foal was at her side, so I really couldn't see her, and that was it. Now that she's home, she's in a small paddock quarantining before she meets my herd.  I h

New Face In The Barn

While my last attempt at acquiring a new broodmare was a total bust as I decided I wasn't comfortable with her condition or her suitability to broodmareship, my casual search continued from time to time (when I remembered).  Unfortunately after working to get the last mare healthy then subsequently deciding to exercise the buy-back agreement with the seller and 'eating' the costs of my inputs, plus a trying year of breeding and V never ending up catching, my horsey fund was seriously depleted, as was my hopes of adding a mare to my program for the 2022 season. On a whim, I came across a mare I liked the looks of, but her ad had no price listed.  I wasn't really sure what to expect, but was fairly confident it would be well above my measly budget, which fell in the southern region of 4 figures.  Regardless, I figured it didn't hurt to start a conversation, and one of the first things the seller said was that a good home was their #1 priority.  As the conversation wen

Clinic #3 Recap | August 27 - 29

 Our third and final clinic of the season followed about 2 weeks after my coach (lovingly referred to as "JK") was in the area and came by and rode Sierra for the first time.  I'm a firm believer in the fact that it's often easier to coach someone through struggles after you've felt them yourself, but in the past the opportunity didn't really present itself for her to swing a leg over.  This time, she happened to be in the area (she's from here and her immediate family still lives here) so she came over one evening and finally risked her life aboard the rocket ship known as Sierra. If I've learned anything, it's for some strange reason I'm special to Sierra.  I didn't realize this until a few years ago when I lent her out to a friend and Sierra bucked her off twice in one lesson.  It blew my mind because she had hardly never even placed a foot out of line with me, but she pulled similar stuff with other people, so I'm always a little ne

Back At It

 If my riding this summer has been anything, it's been consistently inconsistent.  Besides the fact that we have been really busy chasing a soon-to-be toddler while trying to farm, work full time and pick away at our project upgrades, the weather has been unusual.  We've had extreme heat and we are facing severe drought which has made haying quite crappy - with our yields 1/3 or less than usual, things are tight but we are hoping to get a second cut.  In addition to the heat destroying crops, it's often been too hot to ride.  Much like our southern friends in Texas who suffered through a snow storm, we simply aren't accustomed to, or equipped, to sustain temps in the 40's (104F+). Factoringin the fact that Sierra is pregnant and doesn't need any unnecessary stress for my own gain, it hasn't been worth the risk.  We did get a moderate break in the weather, which brought insane storms and massive dumps of hail and rain, destroying more crops and gardens and re

The Road to a Foal: V's Breeding Saga Pt. 3

 I haven't posted about V in some time because I didn't have great news after I bred her in May when she caught, but then absorbed around Day 13 then didn't cycle back for some time.  I suspect she absorbed it due to her retaining some fluid that I couldn't get cleared, and unfortunately following that I ran into issue after issue for several cycles and haven't had another kick at the can since - until this past weekend! Calling all chromey fillies, please! Due to where I live, I can only get Fresh Cooled semen Wednesday - Thursday from most of the stallions I have worked with and the stallion that Vida is booked into falls into that as well.  Despite using FedEx's overnight priority shipping, it still takes roughly 50 hours to arrive to my location and the stallion owner was unable to use any other shipping option due to where she lives so it's been quite the muck-around.  Due to shipping timeline issues and despite my best efforts to time things accordingl

Road to a Foal: S's Breeding Saga Pt. 2

 When I last left off with Part 1, Sierra was freshly inseminated. I remember as a child, feeling like time had physically slowed down as I awaited something exciting - Christmas, Birthdays, Vacations, etc.  I can remember vibrating with excitement for days with anxious anticipation, but as I aged, that slowly waned.  Now as I've gotten older, that same level of excitement is there; just for different reasons.  I could barely sit on my hands long enough to await Sierra's first pregnancy check, but as days ticked by eventually the time came. Sierra double ovulated roughly 24 hours apart, but I did my first check 10 days from the first ovulation.  After what felt like searching through her uterus for hours yielding no vesicle, I hung my head and decided to try again the next day.  I wasn't feeling terribly optimistic, but knew it was still very early and I anxiously awaited my second check. Luckily, my excitement was reignited the following day, when my scan showed a small ve