Nickers and Whinnies – a blog by Pippi
| May 31, 2007 Things are just changing so much out here. Innis left to go to Girl Scout Camp with his human. It’s just not the same without him hanging out in his stall weaving away and then singing old Irish ballads at 3 a.m. No one could sing Danny Boy like Innis. I know he’s an Arabian horse, but at heart he’s an Irish tenor. And we were so glad that Innis’ human was back from college. I was enjoying the extra pats and attention from Erin, and now she’s gone, too. Every day it’s something new and different. I don’t like change. It makes me nervous and I whinny. A lot. The humans don’t seem to like it when I do that. Hmmmmm. Whinny a lot = irritated humans. I think I’m on to something! |
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May 30, 2007 Happy birthday to you, We're gonna party like it's your birfday. Sip apple cider like it's your birfday. We're gonna party like it's your birfday! love, |
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May 24, 2007 I'm happy to say that I've finally been through the new back barn where Story and Bravo's stalls are now located. It sure took you humans long enough to let me go back there and check it out. Now when we come in from the pasture in the morning and after I eat my breakfast, I can go to sleep knowing where my friends are. I like knowing that – it helps calm me down. But when is when is my stall back there going to get finished? I walk by it twice a day now and I can see all the junk sitting around in there. I'd like it cleaned up and have the boards put on the walls, please. Then move me back there because once I'm there, I'll be able to talk to Story again and keep my eyes on Bravo. I'm afraid he's been talking to Lexie and Mistie a little too much lately. They're both younger than me, you know. |
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May 21, 2007 I had a very busy weekend. Went to a horse show, so I had to spend Saturday getting all spiffed up. Luckily the wash rack’s drain was all plugged up, so I didn’t have to have a bath in it. I just hate that wash rack. My human washed me outside in the sunshine and I got to eat grass while it was going on, so it wasn’t too bad. The worst part was getting my mane banded. It took forever and she wanted me to stand still in the crossties. I was soooo bored. I had to move sometimes, then I realized that if I moved, my human had to, also, so I played a fun game with her of “let’s move forward, now let’s move backwards.” I won, too, because I stepped on her foot twice. That’s the maddest I’ve ever seen her and she’s gotten pretty mad at me before! It was really funny!!! There were a lot of horses getting ready on Saturday and we all had to stay in that night, which was not fun. We all had those silly slinkies and tail bags on so it was hard to recognize everyone. Mine was blue, so I looked good, and Story’s was turquoise so she looked good, too. You know, it may just be me, but I don’t think geldings look good in slinkies and tail bags. Not the most masculine look, but don’t tell them that. Then all the humans were out at the farm bright and early Sunday morning, and we had to eat breakfast in a hurry because it was time to load up and move out. Actually it was load up and wait because Bok was having trailer-loading issues. So we waited. And waited. And waited some more, but Kay finally got him to go in. And with all the first place trophies he won, he should be very glad that he did decide to go. We’re all proud of Bok. I don’t want to brag, but I’m pretty proud of myself, too – I got a fourth place in stock-type horse halter. It’s nice to know that even at age 12, I’m still looking good. I have to say I was a little surprised that I got a ribbon because I was pretty scared walking into that show ring. I followed my human, but then I threw my head up and wasn’t going to move any further. Right then I wanted Story to be next to me. But she wasn’t and I had to be a big mare and go with my human. So I did and luckily, the judge realized just how cute I am. All of us horses that went did really well – Stormy, Story, Smokey, Kirovv, Bravo, Buck, Bok, Taz, and Jax all got ribbons. You know what the best part was, though? Bravo and his human, Kirsten, got to lope all by themselves at the beginning of the riding classes. I guess Kisten is the equestrian ambassador for the Henry County Fair, so she got to carry the American flag. Bravo looked so cute and he didn’t break gate once. He’s a pro. I was tied to the trailer but if I stood on my tippy hoofs, I could just see him. And Kirsten looked cute, too, for a human. |
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May 14, 2007 I had such a good time on our trail ride. I was nervous getting into the trailer and then getting out once we got to Scott County Park, but once I saw what was going on I settled down. We had a good group of horses on the ride. There was Story, myself, Smokey, Dicey, Bravo, Bok, Garth, Kirovv, and little Stormy came along. It was his first trail ride, but he handled it just fine. Everybody says he's bad tempered because his ears are always back, but he's really not. I'll tell you a little secret – Stormy suffers from short-horse syndrome. Yep, he's a little insecure because he's not very big, so he acts all blustery and mean to make up for being only about 14 hands tall. He's really a sweetie deep down inside. Anyway, the ride went great and my human said she was really pleased with how I behaved. I don't know why she would think I'd act any way else. I'm an old pro at trail rides. Story was a little goofy, though. She kept trotting and I could hear her human trying to convince her to stop. Don't know why she wanted to work so hard; it was hot out. Dicey got a little goofy, too, and ended up going back up a hill and bumping into all of us horses standing there. I even got turned around because I thought we were all going to go that way, but my human got me back around. I got very hungry, though. We didn't get back to Belezaire until after 5 and dinner's always served by 4. Luckily the humans hopped right to it and got us fed. All in all, it was a good day! |
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May 12, 2007 I overheard my human say that we're going on a trail ride tomorrow!!!! I love getting off the farm and seeing the world. I bet we're going to Scott County Park; that's my favorite place. I hope Story will be going, too, so we can hang out together. Since her stall moved to the back barn, I hardly ever see her anymore. I wonder if Bravo will go??? That would be the best day ever. Just Story, Bravo, and I out seeing the world. No fences to hold us in. Too bad my human has to come along. I heard her talking today about a horse show next Sunday. Sounds like we're going, which is very exciting news. I love horse shows! I'm an old pro, but this will be my human's first so I'll have to show her the ropes. And maybe I'll get a little playful in the show ring just to keep her on her toes. I've got a week to plan. Snicker, nicker, nicker! |
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May 10, 2007 I don't know if I can handle all of this chaos. You know I'm a very sensitive mare. First, the barn floor was all torn up in front of my stall. Now today I had to stay in my stall all day long. I kept looking out the back door and hoping a human would open it so I could run outside, but nooooo! We did get to stay outside all of last night, but I figured you humans forgot us. I don't like all of this change. I had my routine down and didn't have to think. This has me just frazzled. I need my Mellow Mare. |
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May 7, 2007 I have to say that I enjoyed watching the guys dig. And dig. And dig some more. It looked like they had nothing better to do than waste some time by digging aimlessly. Knowing you humans like I do, I'm sure there was some purpose but it sure looked like a lot of people doing busy work. I heard lots of talk about finding the water pipe so maybe that's what you were looking for. I hope you find it soon and get my barn put back together. You know we horses don't like change. |
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May 5, 2007 Dr. Shanie, our chiropractor, was out here again and I got adjusted. But this time she said I did really well. It's nice when people notice the effort you're making to change. I don't know what it is, but I'm just feeling kind of mellow these days. Things just don't get me as angry as they used to, well, except for Ebby. My human keeps looking at me and saying that the Mellow Mare supplement must be working, but I don't know what she's talking about. Well, I guess I'm very glad she got another job, whatever that means. I don't want to live in Kansas City. I just want to stay here with Story and Dicey and Holly and kick my stall walls and eat. |
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