June 12th-Pick-up day
8:00 A.M. Well here we are at Paul’s Valley. It’s pick-up day and we are all so excited to meet the new guy!
8:30 A.M. I have my paperwork. Let’s see if I can find him, I know he’s a sorrel with no markings, so I start my search. The horses look great! Lots of beefy geldings with big hips. I am so excited to find mine!
I found him…….He’s the littlest in his pen, he needs about 300lbs on him and he’s the meekest of the bunch hiding behind everyone. This is not love at first sight!
9:00 A.M. After much grumbling from me to my husband Robert and friend Ann we get the trailer backed up for load up. This little booger gives the load riders a run for their money getting away from them at least 3-4 times before they can run him into the chute where he proceeds to almost climb out of the 8 ft chute!
Well I did want an athletic horse this time!
Hummmh! This should be fun, although I know it can mean nothing at all as my 2008 mustang River sat down in the chute and was quiet and he has been the most explosive horse I have ever worked with.
12:00 P.M. Stop for fuel. This guy can’t take any pressure or he’ll end up in the manger of this trailer! We observe him from afar and I do have to admit he has the prettiest head and the kindest eye of any of the mustangs I’ve worked with.
8:20 P.M. Finally back to Corpus Christi and ready to unload, we’ve done this several times now, so no big deal. Except, this guy has no inclination to stay to the back of the pen so we can ease the trailer out.
He spots me with my flag stick guarding a six inch opening and decides its plenty of room to come thru! I manage to keep him back and we finally get the round pen secure, but have to detach a panel and squeeze it into place to avoid any catastrophe.
This little horse then proceeds to run from one side to the other very much contemplating jumping out until I come in with him and for some reason he seems to settle with my presence. Still running and running, but no thoughts of jumping out.
11:30 P.M. We’ll call it a night!
8:00 A.M. Well here we are at Paul’s Valley. It’s pick-up day and we are all so excited to meet the new guy!
8:30 A.M. I have my paperwork. Let’s see if I can find him, I know he’s a sorrel with no markings, so I start my search. The horses look great! Lots of beefy geldings with big hips. I am so excited to find mine!
I found him…….He’s the littlest in his pen, he needs about 300lbs on him and he’s the meekest of the bunch hiding behind everyone. This is not love at first sight!
9:00 A.M. After much grumbling from me to my husband Robert and friend Ann we get the trailer backed up for load up. This little booger gives the load riders a run for their money getting away from them at least 3-4 times before they can run him into the chute where he proceeds to almost climb out of the 8 ft chute!
Well I did want an athletic horse this time!
Hummmh! This should be fun, although I know it can mean nothing at all as my 2008 mustang River sat down in the chute and was quiet and he has been the most explosive horse I have ever worked with.
12:00 P.M. Stop for fuel. This guy can’t take any pressure or he’ll end up in the manger of this trailer! We observe him from afar and I do have to admit he has the prettiest head and the kindest eye of any of the mustangs I’ve worked with.
8:20 P.M. Finally back to Corpus Christi and ready to unload, we’ve done this several times now, so no big deal. Except, this guy has no inclination to stay to the back of the pen so we can ease the trailer out.
He spots me with my flag stick guarding a six inch opening and decides its plenty of room to come thru! I manage to keep him back and we finally get the round pen secure, but have to detach a panel and squeeze it into place to avoid any catastrophe.
This little horse then proceeds to run from one side to the other very much contemplating jumping out until I come in with him and for some reason he seems to settle with my presence. Still running and running, but no thoughts of jumping out.
11:30 P.M. We’ll call it a night!
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