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Well it's still a fail I'm afraid...although you could probably call it a semi-fail this time as I did have a positive come out of it! So the girls had to move from their lodgings, and as there were no paddocks available, I had to once again rely on my beautiful friend to look after them. This means they are an hour away, so weekend visits will be it until I win the lotto and have my own land again. I spent about a fortnight trying to get a transporter, since the yellow peril is not a great float loader. And I discovered that a short trip for a horse transporter is not something they want to do. Quote and then vanish seems to be the go. Very frustrating! Time was running out so we decided to try loading the yellow peril in my float, despite the last effort where a so-called experienced trainer couldn't even get her up the ramp after 2 hours (that's a whole other story!). And this is where the positive happened. She did it! I wasn't too sure at first, because t
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Fail!!!

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Well, I know you were all hoping to hear that I had defeated my lack of motivation and ridden the horse. Well unfortunately I did not! First I was defeated by the weather. This is not a bad thing because we desperately need the rain. That's just an excuse, I hear you say, you can ride in the rain...yes, you sure can! But high winds and heavy rain are not the time for rusty horses and riders to dust off their skills. Even on the lunge. The rain had a good effect though - we have some weird green stuff coming through! Yay! The second problem was snot. Copious amounts of snot. And it was mine. I don't know what bug it was but it floored me for a week. I could barely even get the kids to school. I actually had to drag myself to the GP...and I don't really do doctors! That could be a nurse thing of course. But I did manage to feed the fatsos, and they certainly had no complaints. At $30 per bale of hay, they better not whinge about the service! Naturally the kids got a mi
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Well, here goes!

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So it turns out that I need some motivation to help me get back on the horse, so to speak. Let's hope by blogging this miraculous event, I might actually get somewhere. So last June, I lost my heart horse, and with her went most of my motivation for anything horse related. That's one of her last photos at 26 years old. I rode her only a few days before she passed, and she was fresh as a youngster. I knew that after 20 years our time together was getting short, but the decision to end suffering is never easy even when you know it's coming. And in typical Nevada fashion, she let me know it was her time in rather dramatic fashion! I am thankful for the 20 years we shared. She saw me through a lot in that time. But even before that, my passion was waning. I'd met the worst of the horse world, the worst of human nature, and it all took a toll. Ongoing drought made them very costly. No longer having them at home, at my back door, really took a lot of the joy. The daily
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