|Even the jump panels are perfect...|
As some of you know, I have
Combine the fact that OMG THE EVENT IS TWO WEEKS AWAY with the mad rush of Teh Inconvenient Real Job to prepare for field season, which starts in one week...and there you have my posting lapse. I am open to applicants for Personal Assistants. Position includes free entertainment, watching me run around like a blind, rabid squirrel, unable to complete sentences!
|CD Tremaine Cooper offers steeplechase tips|
Even more special: our suite of awesome sponsors & supporters this year includes some of our very own from HorseBlog world! I thought, what better partners for an event by & for the adult amateur than some of the incredibly talented entrepreneurs who are part of the same community?? More brags on them to come, I bet you'll recognize some names, but you can see the current list here.
I suppose not EVERYone in pinned to their seats for my desperate attempts, after very long worksdays, to share the beauty of "So8ths" and the unique & vital long format events I have dedicated myself to. However, I will give you a sneak peak at my draft "clearinghouse" page: your go-to lauchpad for event information, updates, & coverage. It shall continue to grow!
The Orange Monsters
Yeah, that lack of boredom? Well, Solo is in great need of revamped shoeing, his front feet have changed & he's developed a sore shoulder...except when throwing pasture galloping fits.
Encore, despite my immediate initiation of Operation Hydroxyzine as the spring tree sperm explosion commenced, alongside the return of the myriad of Carolina Bitey Things, has proceeded to rub the skin off his throatlatch. No sooner did I calm that with the Majykal Butacort Creme, did he come in this morning having rubbed the hair off two large swollen bites on the side of his neck, surrounded by hives.
|That could be a start; orderable from premierequine.co.uk|
Majykal Creme seemed to do the trick though. The cortisone relieved the burning itch & his hives & swelling went down. He took a big drink about an hour ago & resumed grazing.
So in a moment, I'll be shopping for some form of insect body armour that is cool, yet somehow indestructible in the face of Solo teeth, along with ground flax seed to add to his already-six-ingredient dinners. Oh, he has fly boots & a fly sheet already. But the latter is held together by two jury-rigged broken snaps & is too heavy for our humidity.
Did I mention he's getting shoe additions too? Outside hind trailers to help with his stifle rehab. I'm trying to see if I can buy everything on my farrier's truck at once.
Because buying food is tedious, and really, who wants to spend money to do...fun things, I need to make sure there are no hints of positive financial balances anywhere near me!
|Worth. It. And it matches runin!|
And because the universe has impeccable timing, My Precious pony puller was due for its tranny fluid service (not cheap, but waaaay cheaper than a new tranny & the stress toll of ending up on the side of the highway!). I adore my diesel guy & certainly want him to stay in business. But was it really neccessary for the water pump to die at the same time? Yes, it's a wear part, no big deal, but I appear to be missing the door that leads to NOT ALL THE THINGZ IN LIFE AT ONCE.
|7.3L Precious gets everything she needs!|
Most often means radiator failure (I bought two of those, learning the expensive lesson that an appropriate pony puller is about WAY more than tow ratings), such as crack through which coolant escapes. A rattle in a belt pulley led me to my water pump & the observation that it was covered in coolant residue. That's not supposed to be on the outside...
I think I'll just start eating the horses' grain in milk. In smells good, can't be that different from granola, right? Hmmm, do you think I'd have any luck with a tip jar taped to the mailbox?
|Gonna need more pennies than that!|