Archive | July, 2013

Katie Knows That Not Everyone is a Sports Fan

29 Jul

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Katie understands the unique challenges of being a miniature horse.

Dear Katie, I am a 33 inch tall miniature horse.  I was minding my own business when my “owner” came out with a large ball and started flinging it at me.  I attempted to pop the ball with my hoof, but it seems to have a horse-proof fabric cover.  How can I convince my owner that I don’t want to play with a giant soccer ball?  Or do exercise of any kind?
Signed, Paddock Potato

Dear Potato, I understand your situation entirely.  People are always coming up with new ways to attempt to make me lose weight.  Horse soccer is almost as bad as being chased around with a plastic bag on a stick.  Your best bet is to attempt to pop the ball with your teeth.  You can also roll it into the hot wire to short out the fence so you can escape.  Whatever you do, don’t roll the ball back to them!  – Katie

Always a Bridesmaid

28 Jul

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Katie again placed second in trail class to a talented paint horse.  She saw a gelding looking at her in the paddock next to the course and suddenly forgot how to pivot.  But she mastered the rest of the course, including a real mailbox from which we had to get the mail and show it to the judge.  We also placed second in showmanship behind a flashy and well-behaved paint horse (there were a few of these at the show!) who obeyed his handler, unlike Katie.

 

Katie Has Defeated Her Rival

25 Jul

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Yes, indeed.  The ear pinning worked.  The other mare is gone.

Actually, the other mare had issues that appeared after training that made her unsafe for being used as a youth driving horse.  Or even being handled by a youth.  Or an adult.   She has returned to her original owner.

Summer in Seattle

25 Jul

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My blogging has suffered from the first great summer we’ve had in the Seattle area in five years.  The pent up energy from three years of miserable summers has driven me outdoors to do things like garden and stare into space absorbing the sun’s rays.  If I could photosynthesize I would.

Clear blue skies, 70 degree breezes and occasional days that break 80 make staying indoors a crime.  It cools down into the 50s and 60s at nights before warming up.  The air is fresh off the Sound and smells of salt and sea life.

I didn’t need a winter coat or hat on the fourth of July.  The furnace only turned on twice during the entire month of July, which is nearly over.  Tomatoes are ripening- a strange phenomenon that occurs a few times every decade.  The polar ice caps may be melting, but at least we have tomatoes.

It’s paradise.  Last year we counted our summer in hours and days.  This year it will be weeks and maybe even months.  We’ve been to the beach and played in tide pools, rearranged starfish, and picked up hermit crabs.  We went to horse shows without rain gear and had to dig out long-forgotten tubes of sunscreen and sun hats.  Short sleeve shirts in near-pristine condition were dug from the back of closets.

When we get a summer like this with perfect 74 degree weather, green grass, birds singing, flowers blooming, white-capped mountains crisp on both horizons, I want to stay here forever.  The beach sands are warm, except where the icy northern waters lap at the edges.

No mosquitoes bother us and few biting insects live here.  I haven’t ever seen a tick.  Our snakes aren’t poisonous.  They are innocuous garter snakes that bask in the sun at the edges of pastures and paths.

There is no place better when the sun shines.  Unfortunately,  we may only get a few summers like this in a decade.  But when they happen, this place is truly paradise.

Katie Explains How To Make Friends

9 Jul

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Katie understands the unique challenges of being a miniature horse.

Dear Katie, I am 34 inch tall miniature horse mare.  I had a peaceful life until my people brought home another mare.  She is very annoying to have in my paddock.  What can I do?  Signed, More is Not Merrier

Dear More, I understand completely.  My people also brought home a “friend” for me.  The good thing is this your paddock and you set the rules.  Chase her away and bite her until she acknowledges you as supreme leader.   Eventually all you will have to do is pin your ears and she will run away.   Good luck!  – Katie

Katie Explains that There is Nothing to Fear Except Fear Itself

3 Jul

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Katie understands the unique challenges of being a miniature horse.

Dear Katie, I am a 30 inch tall miniature horse. I don’t feel confident in myself– before I bite people, I worry they might get mad.  How do I stop caring so much about what people think and do what I know is right (bite them when they don’t feed me enough)? signed,  Braveheart

Dear Braveheart, when you have a conviction, you must feel the fear and do it anyway.  If you feel they are not feeding you enough, you should bite them.   Do not worry what people think.  They are mostly thinking about themselves and when you bite them, they will think about you and feed you. – Katie