Mfh999
Active Member
Hello. It's not really a new intro; I used to be Maesfen that was on here for years but got locked out so I've had to re-register. What a palaver that was.
Anyway, for anyone who didn't know me - I've worked with horses most of my life; for the last 30 years have been able to have liveries here; mostly hunters or broodmares, both my own and others, also a lot of youngstock but now I'm 75, I've cut down to just one of my own, a coloured cob filly called Ellie who is just a yearling. Before I was kicked off before, I did a post about her called My Late Life Crisis. I also have an old mare livery who has been retired for years (and been here nearly five years already). TBH, after a very badly smashed ankle (non horse related!) nearly two years ago which has left me very unbalanced, I'm nearly at the stage where I want stop having horses altogether, I'm just not nimble enough, everything is hard work (more than normal) and it frustrates me to heck when I can't do something that would have been normal for me before then.
We also have two dogs, Ice, a lurcher who was found in a cardboard box in a car park in Shrewsbury and Brexit, a previous Albany pack hound who I was given when they disbanded. In early November, we were given a demon kitten that had been dumped at a friend's farm with another. They were tiny, only about five weeks old but they only managed to catch the one; they went back for the other a day later and it had already died. Horribly, Pie (we have a feral ginger called Pumpkin!) wasn't feral at all so some callous barsteward had just tipped them out; I'd love to get my hands on them. Anyway, Pie is a sweetie that has demonic moments and she loves to watch the racing where she chases the horses across the screen and then peers around it to see where they've gone! She's off for her jab and a microchip on Saturday, I expect her to vent her rage at Brexit when we're back; they play and sleep together all the time.
Anyway, enough - time to see what I've been missing.
Anyway, for anyone who didn't know me - I've worked with horses most of my life; for the last 30 years have been able to have liveries here; mostly hunters or broodmares, both my own and others, also a lot of youngstock but now I'm 75, I've cut down to just one of my own, a coloured cob filly called Ellie who is just a yearling. Before I was kicked off before, I did a post about her called My Late Life Crisis. I also have an old mare livery who has been retired for years (and been here nearly five years already). TBH, after a very badly smashed ankle (non horse related!) nearly two years ago which has left me very unbalanced, I'm nearly at the stage where I want stop having horses altogether, I'm just not nimble enough, everything is hard work (more than normal) and it frustrates me to heck when I can't do something that would have been normal for me before then.
We also have two dogs, Ice, a lurcher who was found in a cardboard box in a car park in Shrewsbury and Brexit, a previous Albany pack hound who I was given when they disbanded. In early November, we were given a demon kitten that had been dumped at a friend's farm with another. They were tiny, only about five weeks old but they only managed to catch the one; they went back for the other a day later and it had already died. Horribly, Pie (we have a feral ginger called Pumpkin!) wasn't feral at all so some callous barsteward had just tipped them out; I'd love to get my hands on them. Anyway, Pie is a sweetie that has demonic moments and she loves to watch the racing where she chases the horses across the screen and then peers around it to see where they've gone! She's off for her jab and a microchip on Saturday, I expect her to vent her rage at Brexit when we're back; they play and sleep together all the time.
Anyway, enough - time to see what I've been missing.
