Recent content by Lois Lame

*Just* liver chestnut? It's a wonderful colour.

I haven't seen Sossigpoker about for ages.

A week or so ago I paid for milk with a $100.00 bill and the checkout lady felt awful to have to check it but I told her it was good that she did as it alerts us to there being fake ones about. They have appeared only recently-ish (the last several weeks). She had a fake $50 bill pinned up and I...

I hope you find him one day. This could be a whole new genre of books - horse romance. I like it.

I sometimes think about Paddy. My best friend's brother once found a horse for me, a gelding, 8 years old, 15h I think (I'm surprised I can't remember this detail) and, in his words on the telephone, 'I wouldn't be embarrassed to take him into a lead class'. He was apparently a calm and...

OH and I heard some of that on the radio and enjoyed it.

Ooh, yes, Mark Rashid. My favourite one of his was I think the 4th one, A Good Horse Is Never A Bad Colour. Oh, and, if you can find it, grab a copy of Ride A Wild Pony by James Aldridge. Don't be fooled by the cover or the word Disney. (It was made into a film.) It's a wonderful novel and a...

😂 That's exactly what I think. We had a Jack Russell x (half Kelpie). Best dog we ever had. He had perfect conformation imo (brilliantly proportioned). The elegance and brain and the desire to work well from his Kelpie mum/dad, and the naughty-I-must-investigate-whats-going-on-here from...

I don't know Sheila of course or ever been to Catlips, but I love the way you both have written about her and her farm.

What about Top of the Muck? Adds a little humour, implies fancy but not snobbish. Maybe it's a rotton idea but it made me laugh, at least. Good thinking, neddy man. Top of the Muck Equestrian Clothing (in small letters) 'Equestrian Clothing' added makes it clear what the heck is being...

I think we're going to think the worst when we don't know what to think. It's better if they are upfront.

💡 I don't use these feeds but that sounds a distinct possibility.

I agree, we sort of have them fooled (horses, not OHs). OTOH, we give them nice things to eat and I think that goes a long way. I know when someone gives me something nice that I really want (half a mandarin on a bushwalk for example) I am so happy, it's almost silly.

This reminds me of something. I once felt quite judged by two people I know. I owned a horse at the time that I barely rode (I was one of those people who can always think of a good reason not to ride) and one asked me why I owned a horse if I didn't ride it much. I said, 'It's a bit like...

Or remember exactly when long droughts or tons of rain fell.