“Grief is the price you pay for Love” - (Barbaro’s owners).

I was talking to a friend on the phone and telling them how different Birdie has been since Caddie died. It’s like she just grew up overnight. My playful, never-listening, always trouble dog has turned into a quiet, wanting-to-please, always with me dog. I wouldn’t go so far as to say she is sad… but she is much more reserved.

Aw. I miss her too, Bird Dog.

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Speaking of Birdie, this is sort of funny.  Was watching American Idol in the bedroom and coming into the living room to work on the computer for a few minutes during commercials.  Birdie is curled in bed with me and I get up, she follows.  Then she tries to lay on the futon, gets comfortable and then I go back into the bedroom.

I could see her cussing in her eyes.  “Geez, find a spot and lay it down!  I’m tired of following you back and forth, Mom!”

If I had to choose between you and the sun,

I would be one nocturnal son of a gun.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LhB1ZZxhrHk 

I really sore from sitting on Missy yesterday.  She wore me out.  (Or in particular, she wore my arms and back out.)  Today, Kevin was gonna take the Missy ride and I got on Cook.

Cook was sooooo good.  She is back to having her brain.  (except when Construction Man at the House picks up Plastic Bag of Death…  she spooked and about gave me whiplash).

She was so good in fact that I couldn’t resist popping her over some cross rails.  HA!  I know, I shouldn’t have considering how much she has not been in work, but she wanted to!!   She was wayyyy excited about the cross rails.

She didn’t buck or kick out once.  She was a little more up -and-down on the right lead canter than the left but hey!  she was going forward.  No complaints!

God…. I missed that horse.

Look who I am making have a tea party with me.

This is a picture of my sister for those who haven’t seen her in a while….

been at the barn 8.5 hours.  I took Birdie with me.  She came home and collapsed.  Has been sleeping in my bed for a solid hour.

about 30 minutes before we left the barn, Birdie jumped in my jeep and refused to come out.  She was saying, “I’m done here.  I’m tired!  I wanna go home”.

Miss and Cook are both dirty and muzzle hair unclipped.   That bothers me.  It’s been way butt cold tho, so definitely not warm enough for a bath.  Cook has dandruff on her face.  NICE!

If Cook was a dirty automobile, then someone would etch “WASH ME” on her butt.

So I have alot on my mind tonight.

I am worried about upcoming problems with Cook. She has had major separation issues in the past. She goes out with 2 horses and is fine… but they are both about to go away. One is going to the new barn, and the other one is going to be on modified stall rest off the grass because she is preggers.

She is gonna be UPSET. and in turn… that stresses me out.  I can’t stand for her to be upset or pace.
She hates ponies and our big mares beat her up. So I have to talk to Meredith about it more in depth, but I have a friend/victim in mind to keep her company.

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Another thing I realized at the grocery tonight was that I feed and care my animals better than I do myself. That’s pretty sad. I did manage to buy $45 worth of groceries tonight so it looks like I will be eating in for the next 3 days, instead of eating take out like usual.

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I’m very tired tonight and I have a feeling I have my work cut out for me tomorrow, dealing with both girls.

I have alot of change coming down the road, both personal and horse related. I am trying hard to keep a steady, even head and just organize and control what I can… and take things as they come.

Sigh.

This is my favorite picture of Richard and I. He’s 6 months and I’m 20 months.

I know this blog is out on the web so I try really hard not to put anyone down or call any one or business out.

But I’m super irritated so I am blogging about this.

There aren’t many tack shops around this area to choose from. They aren’t exactly the 7-11’s on the corner. In the past, I have gone to a tack shop in more North Raleigh.  But now, that is not convenient because I live in Cary now.
So the tack shop closer to me has irritated me on a number of occasions. Mostly it’s examples of snooty attitudes but in the last 2 weeks ….

1 - I went in to buy a set of spurs. I explained (which was more than I should even have to) that I ride hot horses and have never had to use spurs, but I was caught at a show without spurs and needed some… “so can you point me to ‘nubbiest’ (smallest) spurs that will fit me?”

I was told that I needed my trainer to come in. The sales person was actually not gonna point out the smallest spurs that would fit me.

Huh?

2 - Two people at my barn got a blanket on sale for 35% off. It’s a pretty nice blanket. I called the store to make sure they had the size blanket that I needed, and didn’t even know the brand. I just described it as the one that is 35% off, blah blah. She finds one and holds it at the counter. I got there to pick it up and they charge me full price saying it was never on sale.

Now I am trying to decide whether to take back the blanket or just eat it and never shop there again.

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I don’t know how many people have heard about this but a bunch of tabloids are on Tyra Banks’ case for weight gain.  Are u freaking kidding me ?!?!?!  She’s gorgeous!  Don’t people have more to write about?  Get a life!

Today I was either hungry, cold or sleepy.

Alternately.

I was glad to come home.

I came and got Birdie and headed out to the barn to see the girls.  I put blankets on them (and Foxy), petted them and fed some treats.   No one looked thrilled to see me.  At least, no one did any dances or anything.   :cheer  Fox was kicking his stall, but I think that was for more hay, not kicking ’cause he was so happy to see me.

On another subject, Cook got really fuzzy this winter.  I miss her sleek coat.

I want spring to come.