A homegrown heart is one that longs to sleep with the windows open. One that longs to smell the fresh cut fields, Ride in the afternoon - bareback, and barfoot. A homegrown heart likes to turn the music up, grow something, talk to God and wear boots, because they are better. These hearts go fishing, play with dogs and play with horses. Homegrown hearts give it their all, everytime. They are true to themselves, and true to those around them. They have deep roots. But more important, a homegrown heart LOVES WITH ALL ITS STRENGTH.








Saturday, April 9, 2011

Please get in the trailer!

So all morning, I tried to get the dumb horse in the dumb trailer.  He would not.  And then he tried this new rearing stunt.  So finally after two hours, I got him up to the trailer door, so we stopped and took a break.  A few hours later, a friend of mine came to the barn and loaded his horse in and out wiht my stupid horse watching.  Then it was our turn.  Straight to the door, head in, and then stop. 
grrrrrr
so we put the mare in the trailer, shut her in, and THEN tried to load my horse.  still nothing.  And then the action started.   The mare peed all over the trailer wall, and was most certainly in heat.  My horse was flipping his lips inside out sniffing at her, craning his neck... she got nervous and started to rock in the trailer, so i had to get my horse out of the way...
and then...
we got the mare away from my horse, cuz he still thinks he is a stallion.  I got a bucket of grain, and with a little coaxing (and some lovely smelling mare pee) i got him to put one hoof in the trailer.  VICTORY!
at least for today!  jeesh!