My next equine project horse

Good to hear all is well on the whole - that's a healthy appetite they've got there. Alice has clearly not fallen for the January diet fad.

Not so good re the tiredness: must be very frustrating. What do they say about that at the check ups? This time of year doesn't help though; I think many people are feeling a bit bleurghhh.

Jenhunt: blimey, we're just near York, so not that far from you, and have had only one day's snow, and that had melted by the end of the day! Are you on high ground perhaps?
 
Jenhunt: blimey, we're just near York, so not that far from you, and have had only one day's snow, and that had melted by the end of the day! Are you on high ground perhaps?

precisely that - the horses are slightly further North than me, and are just into the edge of the moors in a particularly sheltered spot. Once we get snow there it hangs around as we don't get much direct sun at this time of year because of the hills! It hung around for about 3 weeks and there's still some patches in hedge backs etc now.

Was out cycling round Pickering last weekend and went up Blakey Ridge to head around Rosedale and it was like cycling in the Alps - the roads were clear but wet, but there was 3 or 4 feet of snow at either side of the road, the sun was out and the scenery was spectacular.
 
precisely that - the horses are slightly further North than me, and are just into the edge of the moors in a particularly sheltered spot. Once we get snow there it hangs around as we don't get much direct sun at this time of year because of the hills! It hung around for about 3 weeks and there's still some patches in hedge backs etc now.

Was out cycling round Pickering last weekend and went up Blakey Ridge to head around Rosedale and it was like cycling in the Alps - the roads were clear but wet, but there was 3 or 4 feet of snow at either side of the road, the sun was out and the scenery was spectacular.

I love it up there - but yes, in those valleys, I bet it hangs around. Last weekend was beautiful - must have been wonderful, I can just imagine it. Ahh.
 
What happened with Ted? Do you still have him, he looked so cute above.

It is very kind of you to remember Ted.

I still have him, lets face it no one else would put up with his antics, so unless fray bentos want him I am stuck with him. He is beginning to grow up, he will be 4 in June. He has wintered well and a proper start will be made with him once the evenings are longer and the stabled horses have gone out giving me more time.

It is hard to say what the future holds for him or how useful he will be, but no one is giving up yet.


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It is very kind of you to remember Ted.

I still have him, lets face it no one else would put up with his antics, so unless fray bentos want him I am stuck with him. He is beginning to grow up, he will be 4 in June. He has wintered well and a proper start will be made with him once the evenings are longer and the stabled horses have gone out giving me more time.

It is hard to say what the future holds for him or how useful he will be, but no one is giving up yet.


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Ooh look, Ted has an angel watching over him (the little orb in the pic) :-)
 
It is very kind of you to remember Ted.

I still have him, lets face it no one else would put up with his antics, so unless fray bentos want him I am stuck with him. He is beginning to grow up, he will be 4 in June. He has wintered well and a proper start will be made with him once the evenings are longer and the stabled horses have gone out giving me more time.

It is hard to say what the future holds for him or how useful he will be, but no one is giving up yet.


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Not meaning to be personal but Alice's bottom is quite splendid in that shot, 'backside like a barmaid' and all that, her career as a show cob is looking hopeful.

Ted has indeed wintered well!!!!
 
They have wintered extremely well, is that Alice doing an impression of a show cob?

Alice's bottom and belly is a source of much comment from my vet. Sadly horse and owner have matching butts and tums ! We both have a complex. She and I are enrolling at Slimming World. All three youngsters have had haylage through the winter and none has seen the inside of a bucket. It is hard to believe how Ted has changed, without that white star on his quarters it could be a different horse.

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The old boy wants you to see his Christmas present. He misses being number one horse since his retirement.

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We had a wonderful morning in the early part of winter when the old boy finally got his boots on and he hacked out with me on the barge horse mare. I never ever thought this picture would be taken.

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Cobs rule - and a very early and very wet morning and to top it off I forgot the flask which resulted in this very un- ladylike snap of my friend who had kindly agreed to take the barge horse for her first morning with hounds.


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wish I could see the pictures at work!! will have to make some time to log in at home! :o

glad to hear you've all wintered well! Ron and Tom have too, but with slightly more than just haylage. That said, they are both as fit and well as ever, and look (and feel) amazing for two grumpy old men! Just the hedgehop next weekend then they'll get a few easy weeks before the grass comes through.
 
Emergency message for Alice.........

Dear sister Alice,

Do not be fooled by the green grass that is coming through, spring means one thing it appears....
Work :(
I was slightly bribed with new shiny clothes and some real feed in a bucket but it appears that my life of luxury is over.
I do hear that there are apparently parties which at the end of summer I might get to go to, however I'm not sure that even this is worth the lack of eating time.

I urge you to hide when "tack" appears, (even if like my picture shows it looks pretty) - try pointing and commenting loudly on how Ted is much better suited to work
(that's what boys do of course us princesses should be waited on not working!)

Do keep me updated on your progress- I hope you are more successful that me!

Love Bridgette
(your sister from another mother)

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Dear Bridgette,

My world has ended. I need therapy, rescuing and a new vet.

A photograph of me has been used to advertise an equine fat club in my veterinary practice's newsletter. My mother has just opened the monthly bill and there I was staring at her in the newsletter. Why me ? after all the picture is an athletic one, ok my belly was swinging a little but I did have all four feet off the floor. I am never going to recover from the shame, what with that furry fool, Ted The Twit calling me Fat Bird (he calls mother the old fat bird by the way) and now this.

PS, you need your legs shaving. love from Alice x
 
Dear Bridgette,

My world has ended. I need therapy, rescuing and a new vet.

A photograph of me has been used to advertise an equine fat club in my veterinary practice's newsletter. My mother has just opened the monthly bill and there I was staring at her in the newsletter. Why me ? after all the picture is an athletic one, ok my belly was swinging a little but I did have all four feet off the floor. I am never going to recover from the shame, what with that furry fool, Ted The Twit calling me Fat Bird (he calls mother the old fat bird by the way) and now this.

PS, you need your legs shaving. love from Alice x

Oh Alice. You just have a Renaissance figure lovey - you will soon slim down when you start working :) xxx
 
Dear Bridgette,

My world has ended. I need therapy, rescuing and a new vet.

A photograph of me has been used to advertise an equine fat club in my veterinary practice's newsletter. My mother has just opened the monthly bill and there I was staring at her in the newsletter. Why me ? after all the picture is an athletic one, ok my belly was swinging a little but I did have all four feet off the floor. I am never going to recover from the shame, what with that furry fool, Ted The Twit calling me Fat Bird (he calls mother the old fat bird by the way) and now this.

PS, you need your legs shaving. love from Alice x


Your poor thing Alice. Although, to be fair, I'm not sure lying on yer back snoring counts as an 'athletic picture', even though all four feet were off the floor (and pointing heavenwards at the time). Your just big boned love; big belly bone, big arse bone; these vets know nowt about equine anatomy. I do hope Ted doesn't find out, I can't imagine anyone would be cruel enough to tell him.
 
Oh Alice, I recommend finding a good lawyer and taking action against them for defamation of character, how dare they accuse you of being overweight?!

p.s Ron wolf whistled, and said he thinks you look good from behind, he doesn't like a girl who looks like they'd crumple under his substantial mass.... ;) He's very much all about the bass.
 
Hello and how lovely to be missed!

We are ok, a little skint though, Ted theTwit, Adorable Alice, Dim Tim and the old mare inhale a round bale every 3 days, thankfully they do not need hard feed. At least the winter has been kind so far and I doubt we will see snow.

and how much of the bale do we think alice had.... ;)
 
Dear Bridgette,

My world has ended. I need therapy, rescuing and a new vet.

A photograph of me has been used to advertise an equine fat club in my veterinary practice's newsletter. My mother has just opened the monthly bill and there I was staring at her in the newsletter. Why me ? after all the picture is an athletic one, ok my belly was swinging a little but I did have all four feet off the floor. I am never going to recover from the shame, what with that furry fool, Ted The Twit calling me Fat Bird (he calls mother the old fat bird by the way) and now this.

PS, you need your legs shaving. love from Alice x

Noooooooooooooooooooooo Alice the Shame :(
You could come and live with me? We could send my mum in your place? She is anorexic- which means left over food! :)

I did request for leg shaving however moving quickly when the clipper things tiggle is apparently not allowed and means I still have warm stockings on.
I will work out a plan for your immediate saviour- I am running a small gang within the herd so im sure with combined power we can work it out.

Keep the faith sister
 
Dear Sister Bridgette,

The world has ended, there was no haylage in the barn last night and won't be until 5pm today. I have faded away, please rescue me. Not Ted though, he can stay put, the useless bog trotter, he tripped over his own feathers this morning and head butted mother, she smacked him so he galloped off and showered her in ****. Then it got worse because she tripped over the haynets that she left on the floor having told us lot not to go near them. There was a lot of ukking and fuffing words this morning, mother needs censuring at times.

I am concerned about my animal rights at the moment. I am stood in my barn with nothing, I know for a fact, that mother is lay in bed watching some silly horses running around the countryside in Gloucestershire and she has a box of maltesers, she won't have wine because she will be comatose and miss the racing if she drinks wine.

Love from your starving sister Alice.
 
Alice- if your mother is looking the other way today, is it a good idea to try an immediate rescue attempt?
I will also see if I can call those inspector peoples- they like to be nosey i here and often have treats

Hang in there, will send emergency supplies!
 
It is official, girls are far more intelligent than boys.

In the space of 48 hours, Alice has had a hair do, remembered all she learnt last year when put in the breaking tack for the first time in 6 months, accepted her first saddle, did her first session of tacked up long reining and managed several completely balanced trot circles on the lunge outside.

In the space of 48 hours, Ted has refused to be caught until bribed with a carrot, refused to put his head down so I could do the head collar up. Shied at a wheelbarrow and trod on me. Had a hair do and panicked when the hair floated down his legs. The poly pad was a Ted eating monster, the roller an implement of torture. The pint of pig oil and sulphur, meant to protect his silky feathers did not quite meet with his legs before he launched into rocket ship mode. There is a slight odour of rotten eggs seeping from my washing machine at present. To add insult to injury he has started to grow again.
 
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