I’ve gotten a little tired of writing the same year-end wrap up posts that I’ve always done, basically just summarizing what a lot of flipping backwards through the blog could already show you. I’ve been brainstorming ways to come at it from different angles this year, like my favorite products of the year, or my show season wrap up. But they can get a little wordy sometimes, and without enough pictures (IMO), so I decided to do a “Favorites” post, featuring fewer words and more pictures. That’s always better.

Favorite show picture

I mean, geez Henry could you be any cuter? But also like… I legit never freaking imagined we’d be cantering around Prelim stadium at Texas freaking Rose, so this is a little bit of a surreal picture to look at in a lot of ways for me. I was also so proud of Henry that day, I could have burst, and that’s what really sticks with me.

Favorite non-show picture

Bringing Presto home in April was definitely life-changing, but having both of my boys together has been so fun. I love how they interact, and I love having Henry to help teach Presto about life. I didn’t really anticipate that when I originally decided to bring Presto to the barn, so it’s been maybe the biggest unexpectedly amazing thing of the year. They’re both incredibly special to me, and it makes my heart happy every day to have them together. I feel like this picture captures that pretty well.

Favorite thing you bought 

The new-to-us, majorly upgraded trailer was a little bit of an unplanned impulse purchase, but I regret nothing. I’d do it again in a heartbeat without so much as a second thought. The boys really deserved an upgraded ride, and now I don’t have to worry about longer hauls or any of the paranoia that came with having a really old trailer. I will never forget our first one, she gave us a freedom that was priceless, but it was well past time to move on. Our new ride has been AWESOME and I can’t wait to take it on some longer trips next year.

Favorite moment on horseback

A GIF is technically still a picture, right? But yeah, I don’t know that anything will ever top the feeling of crossing the finish line at our first Prelim. It just won’t. It still gives me goosebumps and makes me emotional just thinking about it. That’s what dreams coming true looks like.

Favorite moment out of the saddle

Watching Presto show at FEH Championships was emotional too, but in a different way. I’m not sure that the sharp memories of his early days and struggles will ever fully leave my psyche, they’re embedded so deep. I fret and fuss over him a lot because of it, in a relatively non-stop way. I know his every lump, bump, and imperfection, and I obsess over them. But on this day I just stood back and took a deep breath and enjoyed the moment. The fact that he’s still here, and we’d made it that far. To see a horse that I bred, who’s mother is a horse I also bred, in that big environment, and looking like he belonged… it was a really rewarding and jubilant moment.

Favorite “between the ears” picture

Have I mentioned how much I love these two idiots? After a long hard day there’s nothing a nice hack in the field with these two can’t fix.

Favorite horse book or article

It was tough for me to narrow this down to one, because I feel like I read a lot of good horse-related books and articles this year that really stuck with me. This book was one of 4 sports psychology related books that I purchased, and it has emerged as my favorite. I still haven’t made it all the way to the end yet (almost!), and some of it is a little gimmicky, but it’s also been REALLY helpful for me as far as thinking my way through things and being able to focus. Life-changing, honestly, and I like the methodical and progressive way that the book lays everything out.

Favorite horse ridden (or groomed/cared for) aside from your own

I forever claim first dibs on Flat if something happens to Trainer. You heard it here first. I’m ridiculously excited that Hillary bought one by the same sire, because all the babies I’ve seen by him have been super cool. I can’t wait to see what the future holds for them.

Favorite funny picture of your horse

Presto HATED the hat I made him wear for his first birthday. HAAAATEEEEDDD. Hahahahahahahahahaha. Which reminds me, I need to start looking for a hat for his 2yo birthday…

Favorite fence that you successfully jumped or movement that you conquered

I have no actual reason for loving this jump (on the Training course at week 2 of Chatt) so much except that I just thought it was a really fun, cool fence. I love big brush, and it’s almost like a little wannabe half keyhole type thing. It wasn’t the biggest or scariest thing we jumped this year, but it was neat, and I’ll forever be sad that I don’t have a picture of us jumping it.

Favorite horse meme or funny picture

Who doesn’t love a good meme? If this isn’t the most true thing you’ve ever read in your life, I dunno what is. And especially appropriate now that I have all 3 of the above mentioned animals. It honestly kind of sums up my 2018 too, between the corgi’s dog backpack, the cat’s shit robot, and all of Henry and Presto’s shenanigans.

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Other bloggers: feel free to carry this on and add or change whatever you want! The only rule is that there’s gotta be a picture (or gif, or video) to go with everything.

After our first foray into foxhunting last year, I really wanted to do more of it this season. Henry seemed to love it, I thought it was a freaking blast, and it’s such good conditioning for the event horses. Independence Foxhounds hunts a lot on weekdays, which work always gets in the way of (pesky work, always standing in the way of life), and during the fall with our show season it always seems difficult to make it to their weekend hunts. Either we’re showing, or I’m trying to rest my horse’s legs a bit between shows. My trainer let me hunt one of her horses a few weeks ago, since I was in town for lessons anyway, and when the text went out about Opening Hunt (the Blessing) in the middle of a relatively empty stretch on our calendar, I was quick to jump on that.

The Blessing is Opening day for formal season, so it’s a big deal. There’s even more food and drink than usual, everyone braids and wears their formal attire, and there’s a priest doing a prayer before we head out. Very posh. Much Fancy. Since I had to be out of the barn by 6am to make the drive, I braided Henry down the night before and tucked him into his Jammies for the night. Of course, as I do every time I pull that dumb thing on, I had to stop when his ears were still tucked into it and make my “Lieutenant Dan,  you ain’t got no ears!” joke that I do every single time.

Henry is like “omg please make her stop”. I can’t help it, I find it hilarious no matter how many times I do it. He has yet to find it amusing at any point over the years. Guess he needs to watch Forrest Gump to get it.

Yeah I know, I’m definitely not a classy enough person to be foxhunting.

Anyway, the next morning I fed him, hitched up the trailer, rolled his braids up in 2 minutes (thanks Quick Knot!) and we were off! I might be biased, but I think Henry is a damn handsome foxhunter.

We had a nice big group, which was fun to see, and we all gathered for the blessing while little cups of liquor were handed out. These foxhunters, man, they are nuts. I mean, eventers are nuts, but these people are even more nuts. I am not much of a drinker so I stood there holding my cup, kind of wanting to gag just from the smell of it, before pouring half of mine into Trainer’s cup. Even my little half-shot did not go down very well, and I quickly remembered why I very rarely drink.

After the blessing was done, we split off into first, second, and third flight – with the majority of our group of eventers going first flight – and off we went! The hounds were off and running pretty quickly, but whatever they were chasing (here it’s usually coyote) was fast, and took off onto neighboring property. We didn’t get to chase them for long before they had kind of scattered and quickly ended up far away while the staff tried to regroup. Of course, we don’t just stand around and wait for long… we occupied ourselves by galloping around the trails a bit, exploring the country and enjoying the company. We would stop and regroup and get updates via radio on the status of the hounds, run around a bit more, talk a bit more, and people would pass their flasks around. This went on for a while.

Eventually it was clear that they wouldn’t be able to gather all the hounds back up in time to re-cast, so all of us in first flight just amused ourselves by galloping around the property, or jumping coops, or whatever. It kinda turned into extreme trail riding, which is never NOT fun. Henry had a great time thinking that he was racing Flat (Flat is at least 3 times faster than Henry, but no one tell him that), and we covered a wide variety of different terrain, from gravel to sand to cannon-deep mud. Presto will definitely be hunting when he’s old enough.

Kathy got some video on one of our gallops, and I took some of a few people hopping over one of the coops.

After we were finished and the horses were taken care of, we all gathered in the pavilion for an awesome brunch. The dessert table was next level, featuring the cutest cookies I have ever seen in my life.

It was a really fun day of running around outside with friends, on my favorite horse in the world. We spend so much time working hard, fine-tuning, dialing in the details… foxhunting is like taking a deep breath, tapping back into that inner 12yo kid who just really loved galloping around on ponies. It’s fun as hell, and we definitely need to make time for it more often.

Guess what I did five years ago today? Impulse-purchased a 6yo TB named Jerry, sight unseen!

Jerry, of course, became Henry, also known as the single greatest purchase I have ever made. Life is short, buy the horse. Even when maybe you shouldn’t. Even when it doesn’t make a damn bit of sense, and you didn’t wake up that day expecting to buy a horse, but for some reason you just really like him.

We’ve come a long way since then…

and done a lot of things. He’s been a hunter, a jumper, a trail horse, a foxhunter, and an eventer. He’s also been a pretty fantastic “big brother”, teaching the next generation how to be a proper horse.

He puts on a pretty believable grumpy front, but – not to ruin his street cred – he’s actually super sweet. He likes his little brother (although maybe he just likes having someone to boss around) and he definitely loves his job. Every year he continues to blow me away with how hard he tries, and what he’s capable of.

He might not be the best mover, or have the most correct conformation, or care much about leaving the stadium fences in the cups, but he puts up with a lot. I couldn’t ask for a better teacher and partner, and to me, that makes him perfect. It hasn’t always been easy, but it’s been really fun.

I feel like I talk about how great Henry is all the time, so I’ll keep this one short.

Happy 5 years to you, bestest bud… it’s an honor to be your human. ❤

 

While Presto is, on the whole, a very easy and well-behaved little baby colt, he’s still… well… a baby colt.

He goes through phases where he thinks it might be fun to test the boundaries a bit, or attempt to discreetly break rules that he definitely knows exist. Kid has a mouth on him, and he likes to explore with it. He quickly remembered why that was a bad idea, when he tried to explore ME with that mouth, and he almost lost his face. That won’t stop him from trying again in a few weeks though, whenever he manages to rebuild the courage and/or forget what happened the last time he tried. He also knows that he’s expected to stand in the MIDDLE of the crossties, not swing his butt around to the side until he’s as parallel as possible and gawking at the horse in the stall next to him. That doesn’t stop him from doing it the SECOND I get out of sight. Last week he waited until I disappeared into the tack room then swung his butt all the way over to the bridle hooks (he’s so flexible, it’s like Gumby) and pooped on my lovely new Horseware jacket. He claims it was an accident but I don’t believe him.

He’s solidly in that teenage phase where he enjoys toeing the line a bit. Part of it is the coltishness finally finding it’s way to the surface. For an almost 2yo intact male he’s about as quiet and non-studdish as they come, but I think his hormones just show in the form of mouthiness and being easily distracted. Then again he’s also (almost) 2, and those are common traits of 2yo’s anyway. But those little jewels are set to come off whenever the weather cooperates, IF it ever cooperates. I need a good 5 day span of cold temps but no rain.

He’s still on a lighter training schedule than he was earlier in the year, when I was really trying to solidly establish manners and tying and desensitization and all of that stuff. We’re holding steady at one “working” session every week or so, where I just check in and make sure he hasn’t forgotten what he’s learned, and remind him that his life does indeed have expectations attached. Lately this has entailed wearing a saddle, spending 5 minutes walking, trotting, and halting on the lunge with voice commands, and then standing at the mounting block. It’s a very easy existence.

He seems kind of bored though, and when I’m in the barn doing stuff with Henry I often look out and see Presto standing at his gate, staring at me intently. He craves attention, and he loves coming into the barn. For that reason, I think it’s important to keep doing enough with him to keep his brain engaged and check in with how he’s retaining his basics.

Since his sessions have become less frequent, sometimes he forgets little things like… the shape of a freaking circle. Or that whoa doesn’t mean stop and turn your shoulders in. Or that I exist. Sometimes I have to remind him that when we’re leading, if I take steps backward, he has to back up too. The rule when we’re leading is for his shoulder to stay at my shoulder, unless or until I say otherwise, no matter which direction I go, without me having to touch the lead rope. Sometimes he has temporary amnesia. Especially when the mares in the field next to the arena start chasing each other around because it’s dinner time, a circumstance under which he is NOT exempt from my rules.

He’s worn his saddle for two sessions now, both of which were a non-event. He gives zero shits. Since that went so well, our focus now will be returning to the bridle. I haven’t really asked him to wear one since the summer, and it’s time to revisit the concept a little more thoroughly. The other day I put it on and took it off a few times, until he figured out to lower his head when I asked and open his mouth when he felt the bit on his lips. He’s not much of a fan though, so I think that’s something we’ll have to continuously work on for a while. After that we’ll revisit ground driving, and eventually work our way to ground driving with the lines attached to the bit.

But first… nut removal. I owe him one for pooping on my jacket.

LOL yeah right, like there would be one thing.

This year promises to be a bit lean all around, as I have to pay for things like Presto getting gelded, insurance renewals on 2 horses, shots/coggins for errybody, membership renewals, and truck registration. Oh, and Christmas. Seriously, Dec/Jan are the freaking worst. Hopefully no one expects a particularly good present from me, and several people that I normally exchange gifts with have all agreed that maybe let’s all just do cards this year. But the SO and a couple of relatives asked for a list of stuff I might want, which I know some people think is lame, but man do I love it. Partly because it gives me an excuse to go gallivanting around the Internet maniacally, like a modern day version of Supermarket Sweep.

Perhaps it’s less fun when you try (I said try) to keep everything on said list under $150ish, because hahahaha horses are expensive and I’m not gonna be the a-hole that puts a whole bunch of stupidly expensive stuff on my list. Whatever. Still fun. Also proof that I could easily blow through a lot of money in no time, not that any of us needed proof of that. Anyway, here’s what I came up with!

Back on Track’s Limber Up liniment spray

This is intriguing to me since it’s got all of my favorite liniment things: arnica, witch hazel, and peppermint oil. This is relatively new from BoT so I haven’t tried it yet, but it’s interesting and it’s only $10, so it’s a great stocking stuffer or add-on item if you’re trying to make a free shipping minimum. Or if you only want to spend $10, which is also fair.

Samshield V-skin gloves

I’m a diehard Roeckl lover, but I also think the Samshield gloves are really pretty and would love a navy or brown pair for shows. Plus gloves are something that I always need, and will always use, so you can’t go wrong with that as a gift. At least not for me, the glove lover.

Horze Grand Prix breeches

These breeches have quickly become my go-to, especially for shows. They’re so comfortable, and relatively inexpensive. I only have one white pair though, and I would gladly take like… a dozen more. Or at least one or two more, so I could wear them on both days of a multi-day show. I did happen to notice that the suede knee patch version is on closeout, if you happen to fit in the sizes they have.

Airowear AirMesh safety vest

I actually NEED this, although it’s a bit too expensive to actually ask anyone to buy me for Christmas. Except for maybe the SO… I can usually sell him pretty well on safety items. I still haven’t quite decided if I want the AirMesh or the RaceSafe ProVent, though. Sizing is the real question mark on the Racesafe, since I’ve never tried them on. I know that I love my current Airowear, and I know what size I need, so that’s probably the more practical choice. Neither of them come in navy though, which is some real bullshit.

Clipper Blades

This might seem like the equestrian version of “underwear and a toothbrush” when it comes to Christmas gifts, but when in doubt, buy me more clipper blades. I will ALWAYS use them. I feel like this is pretty standard across the board for equestrians. Ulcergard would fall under this same heading, along with fly spray and horse shampoo and hoof pack and horse treats. And it’s way less weird to give someone any of that stuff than it is to give them underwear or a toothbrush.

Orscana sensor

Y’all know how I feel about wearable horse technology. This is a neat little sensor that attaches to your blankets and tells you via an app if your horse is too hot or too cold or just right, how much time they spend laying down or standing still or moving around, etc. Do I need it? Prolly not. Do I want it? Of freakin’ course.

Cambox ISI3

Look, I wanted this on Black Friday and I still want it now, even though I have the original ISI2 and there’s nothing wrong with it except for the fact that the ISI3 exists and is better and therefore I want it. Also they still have their Black Friday pricing deal. So.

Alessandro Albanese Motionlite

OK OK I’M CHEATING A LITTLE. I know I already have a navy one, but I want a green one too. Or… like… get super festive and get me green and burgundy. A girl needs options, ya know? I can’t help it.

If we’re really testing the boundaries of how much someone loves me, I’ll take these:

Or this:

Because he said he wants to do RRP with me. Oh, btw, I’ll also need approximately $700 a month every month forever to accompany him. Ya know what, better round it up to $1,000. Please and thank you.

Or you can just get me liniment and clipper blades. That’ll work too.

What’s on your Christmas list?