Guys. I’m super fucking over having a broken ankle. It’s annoying. I’m irritated. I hate everything about it. I want to ride. Hell, I want to be able to lead a horse. And just go about my day to day chores without taking 900 years and/or falling over. Gaaaaah. Last week I got the “foot” of my peg leg stuck in the hay pallets and went boom like a tree felled by a lumberjack.

Anyway. Done complaining for now. Maybe.

I finally got a pic of Sadie and Presto together, on her 17th birthday, which was also Mother’s Day. It’s really cool to see them next to each other. When I can actually stand on two legs again we’ll have to get some pics of them standing side by side, but for now the head shots are freaking adorable. It’s totally insane to think that was 2005 when I bought the breeding that produced Sadie, 19 years ago. Nineteen. Bonkers.

In related news, Presto has at least been able to stay in some kind of work while I’m on the IR list, thanks to my friends!

He’s had a few different people riding him, which I’m super grateful for and so is he. Idle Presto is not a happy Presto (as I tell him daily “maybe you should have thought about that before you yeeted me into the ground” and “you fucked around and now you’re finding out” and “it’s called consequences, my dude”).

It’s not as much work as he’s usually in, but it’s absolutely waaaaaaay better than nothing. I’d hate for him to just sit and lose all of his fitness. Plus it’s good for him to be ridden by other people. He does feel as though there has been a severe lack of jompies in his life, tho. Please see above oft-repeated phrases in parentheses.

In other news, Lottie has been here for a week now. It annoys the heck out of me that I can’t be doing all the stuff with her that I’d like to be doing. I planned on giving her downtime from riding, but if I was able to actually stand solidly on two legs I’d be bringing her in and brushing her and spending time with her at least. Now our interactions are limited to feeding and a quick groom/fly spray in her stall every night. Sigh.

But once again my friends have been helping. She got her feet done last week, the farrier got here literally right as the hauler was pulling in, so we just went ahead and did her feet that day. Her angles are special, so may as well get started on those asap. Hillary held her for the appointment since we didn’t know how she would be, but Lottie was a superstar. Really quiet and sweet and well-behaved, especially considering she just got off a trailer.

The next day our vet was coming out anyway to chiro another horse, so I went ahead and had her do Lottie also. She’s QUITE sore, which is to be expected from a 7yo racehorse that spent two days hauling across the country.

Once again Lottie was really well-behaved for her appointment (Michelle held her this time), even if she had no idea what the vet lady was doing to her. Lottie thinks we’re all a bit odd here.

So far it’s been hard to get a good read on her personality. She seems really reserved, and like she’s always seen humans as being transactional. Shes a good girl, but a little bit robotic in how she interacts. I’m itching to be able to bond with her a little bit to see how her personality starts to come through.

In other other news, we’ve been scanning and breeding mares like nobody’s business. So far we’ve bred Peyton, Vee, Chanel, Gossip, Sadie, and Fey (all WTW foals except Fey, that one would be mine). And we’ve still got 3 or 4 more to go.

Give us your best “black dot” vibes for all these upcoming pregnancy checks! It would be nice if we had lots of babies on the ground next year, especially since some of the mares are getting older and toward the end of their breeding career.