Well, it’s been over 3 years since I’ve posted anything and I don’t know why. I’m going to start again and see if I can stick with it since I just paid for the domain again. The last three years have been a roller coaster.
Both my awesome mares Boody and Zippa, passed. Some of the absolute hardest decisions of my life and I miss them everyday. Since I could never find a perfect replacement for my cowhorse, Boody, I bred my mare Oakie to a well known cowhorse stallion. Gladys, aka Gladass the badass, registered name Silvers Lil Mitch, made her way into the world in April of 2024. Of course since it’s me and I never want to be debt free in this lifetime, there was complications with Oakie and a lot of money and a few days of living at the vet hospital, they came home. Gladys has been a blessing and somedays I wonder what the hell I was thinking wanting to raise and train a baby. But the only horses I ever truly got a long with are ones I bred and raised so I decided to do it one more time.
But back to me for a moment, also in 2024 my gallbladder decided it was done and wanted out so like my thyroid removal, another unplanned surgery. I do love the knock out drugs though, if I could only fall asleep like that all the time. I’m slowly disappearing one organ at a time.
In 2022 we started the process of removing the triple wide manufactured home we lived in and building a “real” house. In 2023 we moved into our new home and love it. Someday we may even finish a yard. We spent the year that process took living in our horse trailer and a travel trailer. I do not recommend doing this but we survived. It does make you appreciate the little things like a shower with more than 3 gallons of hot water and a laundry room. I also wonder now how I ever lived without a garage attached to the house, what a luxury that I appreciate every day.
So, back to Gladys. She’s now getting started learning to be a horse and I’ve been reminded quite harshly that I am not a horse trainer and I’m really really not a colt starter which is a magical skill in of itself. Thank goodness hubby Scott has started a few hundred colts and has been a life saver helping in the process. I want to do all the work with Gladys myself but I was also reminded that while I’m not a colt starter, I also don’t have the courage to do what needs to be done to start a horse properly and I’m way more afraid of hitting the ground with a thud that I thought I was so Scott has had to be stepping in regularly to help me not be a total pansy. I also want to do right by Gladys, taking the time and the right steps to keep her confident and sound physically and mentally along the way so we can not be a total *&@% show. And be competitive when, if by the grace of the horse world Gods, we make it to the show pen. Gladys will also be camping in the mountains (she’s already been a few times while still a baby on mom) and learning all the things she needs to to be my horse. I’m hoping to make regular posts/updates about doing this journey as a well over 50 woman with ridiculous dreams. I’d love for you to follow along and hopefully enjoy the journey with me. Here’s a couple pics of Gladys, the day she was born and just a few ago attending her first “event” in the real world, the first steps of becoming a real horse.
Horseshoes and Hormones 