Goats: A Different 12 Step Program.
Goats Rule: Anarchy as a Lifestyle.
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The Thing About Horses and Healing: a Memoir.
We see them from the road and use phones to take photos. We keep a legal distance but most of us have seen neglected horses and reported them to authorities… or been haunted, wishing we had. The photos are long distance and slightly out of focus, just like this one. It’s easy to see ribs … Read more
Tips for the Fat Rider. (What?!)
Are you are just too fat to ride? Then go wait in your room. Did that work? Did you actually go? Of course not. Can we stop this now? I have a video a friend shot of my horse and I competing many years ago. Showing was challenging in the beginning but we progressed. This … Read more
The New Year's Resolution that Matters.
It’s been a great year. I’m thrilled to say no one died–kind of a miracle–all ages and infirmities considered. And something was born, in a big way.
When Horses Go Through Menopause.
How can you tell your horse is going through menopause?
Ground Play, Cavalia style!
Disclaimer: This isn’t a review. And generally, I am not much fun at equine events.
Thank You for the Eggs.
I came in from the barn yesterday with a Thanksgiving hangover. I confess I’m a glutton. I totally over-indulged in the hairy abundance of the day. We have company here for the holiday. They are in our extended herd. We use that term pretty freely around here. If you have fur, or have ever liked … Read more
Dog Day Dressage: Notes from Nuno.
Dog Day Dressage is teetering between elite, classical training principles and joining the ducks in their wading pool, maybe without even changing the water first.
Weekly Photo Challenge: The Sign Says
We don’t have a lot of signs on the prairie, besides the liability sign that says riding is dangerous. We all know that, wear helmets and ride anyway. The real sign to watch is always the sky. It’s tornado season in the Midwest and they begin here as thunderstorms, not as dangerous but still violent. … Read more
Fear: It’s What’s for Dinner.
If you rode as a kid, ignorance was bliss. It helped to bounce well, believe in magic, and love horses more than Christmas. Fear existed then, it just had a high-pitched, whiny voice that no one listened to.