One Month of Horse Ownership

I have owned Cree and Teddie for one month now and so I figured I would dedicate a post to a few lessons that I have learnt so far. To the initiated they will probably seem like common sense, but I want to put them out there anyway. Here goes...

Horses are expensive. I know this is one of the more obvious things about horse ownership, but it needs to be said because I know (first-hand I'm ashamed to say) that it can be severely underestimated. This month I have had to increase my overdraft, use my emergency credit card and take out a pay day loan just to keep up with everything. It's my own fault for not adapting my lifestyle to factor in the horses, but it is a hard lesson to learn. Feed, fly spray, hay, straw, grooming accessories, tack, farrier... It all adds up rather quickly.

Countrywide is the best store ever. I have already spent ridiculous amounts of money in there. They sell pretty much everything you need and have a lot of stores in easy access. I wouldn't recommend going there on pay day, or if you do stick to a strict list, as it is very easy to empty your back account in there. They have a loyalty card too, unfortunately mine doesn't work and their online customer service team is a bit shit.

There are highs and lows. There are times that I have mourned my lie-ins. There have been times where I feel I have taken on too much. I've felt stressed, alone, unsupported. The good moments completely outweigh them though. Watching Cree gallop and buck in the field or watching Teddie grow each day like a little sunflower are things I wouldn't change. Sometimes I feel like I shouldn't be allowed within 100 feet of a horse, but I am also learning so much everyday. That's another thing- don't be afraid to ask for help if you aren't sure, most equestrians are very willing to share their knowledge.

You will get hurt. You can't be afraid. So far I have gotten away lightly with a few occasions of Cree or Teddie standing on my foot. There was also that time that I got knocked on my arse by a foal. I am very aware that a more serious injury is definitely a case of when than if. Horses are big scary animals and at times they will behave like big scary animals. You very quickly learn that you can't fear this otherwise you're screwed.

As I said before, I am learning so much every day with these two new additions to my life. It's exciting, nerve-wracking, scary, fun. I am getting so much more fresh air and exercise than I have done in years. I am really excited about what I will have to say after two months of ownership, seeing how much I've learnt and how far I've come. Maybe I would have regressed, who knows? Only time will tell.


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Cree and the Farrier

From the moment I got Cree home it was immediately obvious that her feet needed some attention. I don't think she had seen a farrier since before she foaled; she was still wearing shoes on her front feet and her hooves were very overgrown. Unfortunately she is also very foot-shy. She isn't aggressive with it, but if you try and pick her feet she will maybe hold up her foot for five seconds before stamping it down or starting to rock so hard you fear she will fall. Today the farrier visited for the first time and it was a bit of a disaster.

As I said before, she was in desperate need of a trim, and I also wanted her to have her shoes removed. She can't be ridden until Teddie is a little older and so having shoes seems a bit redundant. I'd rather she went as natural as possible for as long as she can get away with it.

Unfortunately Cree hated every second of it. She stamped and kicked and spun and swayed. The lovely farrier was so good with her though and didn't give up or become angry with her. Unfortunately by the time he began on her hind feet he felt it would be best to use a twitch, which I have to admit I was very uncomfortable with, but I had to let the farrier do what he felt was best, after all I wasn't the one putting my head right next to the back legs of a dangerous and stressed horse. My heart did break though as I watched them tighten the rope around her lip.

I will have to make it my mission to work on her feet and try and make the next visit less stressful for her. Another horse at the yard was bought from the same riding school where I purchased Cree and his owner said that he had to be brought to his knees by the farrier the first time he was visited before he could be trimmed. The way that Cree behaves when it comes to her feet indicates to me that she has been cruelly punished during her previous 'training', and that will take some undoing.

After her rough morning she was a bit of moody mare for the rest of the day, even barging past me when the time came for her to come in from the paddock. Hopefully she will be in a happier mood tomorrow.


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She is Cree

Remember that horse that I was telling you about? Well… I own her now! 

Yes, Pie is now mine and she has been christened with a new name- Cree (I‘ve always been fascinated by American Indians and their relationship with horses, so naming my paint horse after a tribe seemed like a no-brainer). As I have said before, Pie is just such an unimaginative name for a piebald horse. Though to be honest there doesn’t seem to be much creativity in the equestrian world when it comes to naming horses (examples; there is an appaloosa at the yard called Spot and a chestnut named Rusty).

Anyway, I bought her on the 28th of July. I had my riding lesson in the morning and then went back with a rented horse box at about 6pm. The horse box situation turned into a bit of a palaver as the lady who we'd hired hadn’t read the email with the required attention, and thought the box was needed for two grown horses. It is common practice to remove the centre partition when travelling a mare and foal, and this hadn't been done. The lady and the yard owner who we bought Pie/Cree from had to wrestle the partition into the cabin area instead.

Cree loaded and unloaded fine and the foal, now called Teddie, took a little bit more convincing. The lovely owner of our new yard had prepared the new stable for us, so all we had to do was take them out of the horse box and lead them the few feet into their stall. It all went rather well.

Now it has been almost two weeks and I still love her. I can’t believe she is mine. That horse that I used to hang over the stable door fantasising about owning is now mine, even if it does mean I have ended up with two horses. Though fortunately my sister has decided to adopt the foal.

I’ll keep you updated on everything.


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