least fave thing about being with horses

I'll second having to go to work to pay for it all. Not fun.

Also farriers and waiting around for them. Usually on my days off. Not fun either.
 
Um gosh:

Never ever being free of the smell of horses, even after you've showered/bathed, its still in your nose somehow!

I keep mine at home, so never being "off duty".

Following point above, traipsing in at gawd-knows-wot time in high heels and posh frock, and still having to skip out, do late feed & fill haynet!!!

Muddy gateways & shitty winter mornings/evenings

Crawling out of bed when you feel like death warmed up coz if you don't no one else will

Putting up electric fencing, only to have it trashed/walked through

Putting down nice clean bed & bring in horse from field (where he could have poo'd to his hearts content) only to see him do a dollop on it fit for an elephant!!
 
Poo picking!!!!! I always get the same 2 blisters on my hands even if it's a small amount I'm picking up. ( I've just bought a little border rake thing so that should help).


I like the winter better than summer because I feel closer to my horse, sorry if that sounds weird.
 
Really looking forward to a ride when the weather is gorge, walking down the 34 acre field then not being able to catch her coz she decided she doesn't want to come in today.

Reading this you would think she is lazy, but iv had her from being a 5 month old fur ball, she now is a 17.2hh middleweight 4 yo, who is the opposite of lazy, i just can't fall out with her about it lol.
She is my lil babe and we were so pleased with her first outing.
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Oh thats an easy question - during week I have to do the horses early so as to get to work on time...thats OK.

But I feel I have to do them at a similar/only slightly later time at the weekends (horses being a bit thick about understanding the concept of weekends). Anyway I HATE early mornings at the weekend in mid winter. When its cold, dark and piddling with rain and you have to haul yourself out of bed to feed/turn out and every ounce of your being is shouting 'pull the duvet over your head and go back to sleep'. If someone would just invent an automatic feeder and turner-outer I'd be first in the queue! :D
 
can't believe no one has mentioned falling off! you know those times when you think u have a breakthrough and hes going to get over filler phobia after all and THEN he dumps you infront of a 2'3 fence. he even stopped at a trotting pole the other day. yet will happily jump a 4'6 wall or grid! where is the sense in that!

i hate poo picking. it is too tedious and hurts your hands. and i always moan about getting up to feed them especially in the dark and wet. however, as soon as my boyfriend suggests i sell them if i dont want to have to get out of bed i will stop moaning pretty quick.

couldnt be without them!
 
The early mornings, the cost, the smell that lingers on you, shopping in breeches (you get stared at in ASDA by all the chavs with their kids), having your feet stood on by half a ton of cob. Bless them all, wouldnt be without them, ever.
 
Trudging upto the field in the dark during winter to check and feed only to find my 'stupid' mare hooling around which in turn makes a 20min trip into a 40min trip cos she won't damn eat her dinner! - I swear I have to spoon feed her like a baby on her bad days.
Oh, and finding her rugs with more damage *sigh*.
 
Money.... would be soooo much better off if I had a hobby like say, dress making!

Actually my real dislike has to be riding the horse after work in the winter - I am normally the last one down so on my own (albeit with the dogs in the car) and yard is on top of a hill..its not a chore when its light but not much fun in mid winter when its freezing and my horse looks at me with great dislike when I arrive to work him!
 
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Another vote for poo picking, can tolerate it in Summer, in fact can even be therapeutic, but in the depths of winter draggin a huge barrow of heavy poo through a muddy field is not my idea of fun at all...

Being used as a "napkin". Why oh why is it that EVERYTIME I go to the yard in clean clothes my girl wipes her mouth on me :D
 
After this morning when you have to walk the 1 1/4 miles right up to the top end of the field to check Coco the shetland and then when you get there realising it's a sheep!

Other than that it's watching my old lad getting older but his brain not quite realising.
 
Owning a grey IDx Hippo - you expect a bit more work with a grey but my boy is unbelievable. At least now all he does is hack so he goes out dirty, but when he was competing it was nightmare.
And - this week's top pet hate - getting to the field in blazing sunshine, walking the 500 yard to the field with feed buckets in just your t-shirt, only for the skies to open just as the horses start eating. Because they're eating together you have to hold onto the Monster to stop him attacking Archie so you can't shelter from it. Then just as you get back in the car it stops. 3 times this week - and not just a light shower, a total downpour. You'd think I'd learn to wear a coat but it's so warm when it's dry that you end up all sweaty.

Other weeks would result in different hates - having to put suncream on pink noses at 6am when there's no sun but you know it's coming; smelling of horse wee from mucking out; always having to rush home from work to go and see to them instead of popping out for a drink with colleagues; the constant worrying; a horse who loves playing hide and seek especially when you're in a hurry. Getting up early to turn out when you've got a hangover (rare these days as I never go out) and the other big constant one - money.
 
Having horses with very long manes and forelocks, takes a lot of time and effort. It all needs to be plaited and coiled to keep it clean and healthy, but the hair cuts your fingers up :(
 
When you discover at the start of winter that there is a slight crack in the sole of your boots and on the first rainy and muddy day your feet get soaked.

When at a show and you quickly take of your jeans over the top of your white breechers before mounting and your horse decides that they do not like the white and a touch of slime would make them look much better
 
In winter and you empty there water bucket to find the water tap is frozen.

Planning on riding and spend the whole day excited to ride and get down the yard to find my boy has rolled in the muddiest spot in the field and end up using riding time to groom him.
 
Most of it lol :D

Mud
Poo picking
Vets (bills and the worry!)
Saying goodbye :( Too close to having to make that decision
Wet muddy leadrops/rug straps which always flick mud on my face
Being a dirt magnet, even when I haven't done anything mucky
The cost
Having to do a load of laundry every day because I get so filthy that my clothes don't last more than 1 day
Being injured by them

In fact, I'm actually having one of those "Why do I have a horse" phases. Feel like I get nothing back from it, other than being totally skint and completely knackered all the time :(
 
Trudging down to the field only to find that you didnt leave the headcollar on the gate, and have to go back to the yard for it.
Having foot stood on by large 16.2 (always the same foot)
Having horse snot sneezed all over you
The poo on a new bed thing
always smelling of wee ( this seems to be a constant moan from everyone)
Getting to within 5 yard of stable and horse deciding hed rather dick off down the track to the resting fields
Spending ages with a hosepipe in the field tank only to find the hose has disconnected
and you are happily watering the yard.
 
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