complete & utter useless on the pony, although the dog has a lovely clip Most useless ever was a treeless saddle, not an expensive one but it had good reviews. The quality was awful and it did nothing for my position so got sold on.
My second most useless purchase was made one particularly wet winter. I purchased what was termed a 'Rainbeater suit' by Mountain Horse.
When it arrived it was this weird rubbery material in dark green. I wasn't too bothered as I only had to walk to the end of the village and to the twenty acre field that the bottom of the village backs on to. The next day or so it was torrential rain, so I suashed into this rubbery contraption and made my way to the field, quite smug at staying dry for once.
The two ponies I was bringing in thought differently about it though, one look and it was heads up, tails up and off snorting. I thought I would persevere and traipsed up and down the field with the ponies doing their best dragon impressions and throwing in the odd squeal for good measure.
After going up and down the field for what seemed like hours - including the blooming big hill in the middle I went back home to return with a bucket of never failed yet feed. By this point I was sweating like a stuck pig and steaming, but confident in getting them in with feed. I get through the gate with feed and nope - same reaction. I ended up stripping off in the middle of the field in order to get anywhere neat them. Never wore it again after that.
A stupid little gadget that is basically a short piece of bungee with a plastic catch that you put between the horse's lead rope and the tie up ring, so that when the horse pulls back it doesn't break free. Absolutely useless - when the horse pulls back it just undoes itself
This image made me grin - love the look of snuggly jams!
For me:
- An expensive fluffy sheepskin girth cover. She'd always worn a black one, but it was getting a bit scruffy so I decided to treat her to a nice new one. Drove for miles to nearest tack shop, they only had white in stock. Impractical, I thought, black would be better - but it will be fine and she will look pretty poncing about in it. Happily drove back with my fluffy purchase on the back seat.
Turns out, white was absolutely not fine and it was not a decision I should have made without first discussing with her highness. No exaggeration when I say she nearly killed me, I have never seen such a massive overreaction to a bit of dead sheep in my life (especially considering that she's always had it, has fluffy booties & fluffy bits on her bridle to protect her delicate face) - she had me squashed up against the stable door with her feet either side of my head as she tried to launch herself out of the stable with the girth cover hanging off the side of her. Eventually took door off hinges and sent me and saddle (now with hole in the side) flying across the yard as she disappeared over the horizon.
I have tried to persevere with the terrifying bit of sheep, thinking that she will in time get used to it. I dont think she ever will. It spends its days sitting on the post and rail fence of her field in nice weather while she bombs round and round the field in a panic until I take it away later on.
It needs to go.
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- An expensive fluffy sheepskin girth cover. She'd always worn a black one, but it was getting a bit scruffy so I decided to treat her to a nice new one. Drove for miles to nearest tack shop, they only had white in stock. Impractical, I thought, black would be better - but it will be fine and she will look pretty poncing about in it. Happily drove back with my fluffy purchase on the back seat.
Turns out, white was absolutely not fine and it was not a decision I should have made without first discussing with her highness. No exaggeration when I say she nearly killed me, I have never seen such a massive overreaction to a bit of dead sheep in my life (especially considering that she's always had it, has fluffy booties & fluffy bits on her bridle to protect her delicate face) - she had me squashed up against the stable door with her feet either side of my head as she tried to launch herself out of the stable with the girth cover hanging off the side of her. Eventually took door off hinges and sent me and saddle (now with hole in the side) flying across the yard as she disappeared over the horizon.
I have tried to persevere with the terrifying bit of sheep, thinking that she will in time get used to it. I dont think she ever will. It spends its days sitting on the post and rail fence of her field in nice weather while she bombs round and round the field in a panic until I take it away later on.
It needs to go.
waste of money!
All it does is allow your horse (or all 4 of mine) to spread their hay all over the stable floor, walking it in with wee & poo and wasting it because they wont eat it then 
Most useless ever was a treeless saddle, not an expensive one but it had good reviews. The quality was awful and it did nothing for my position so got sold on.
My second most useless purchase was made one particularly wet winter. I purchased what was termed a 'Rainbeater suit' by Mountain Horse.
When it arrived it was this weird rubbery material in dark green. I wasn't too bothered as I only had to walk to the end of the village and to the twenty acre field that the bottom of the village backs on to. The next day or so it was torrential rain, so I suashed into this rubbery contraption and made my way to the field, quite smug at staying dry for once.
The two ponies I was bringing in thought differently about it though, one look and it was heads up, tails up and off snorting. I thought I would persevere and traipsed up and down the field with the ponies doing their best dragon impressions and throwing in the odd squeal for good measure.
After going up and down the field for what seemed like hours - including the blooming big hill in the middle I went back home to return with a bucket of never failed yet feed. By this point I was sweating like a stuck pig and steaming, but confident in getting them in with feed. I get through the gate with feed and nope - same reaction. I ended up stripping off in the middle of the field in order to get anywhere neat them. Never wore it again after that.
thankyou!
Oooohhhh.......... um, IF you find it, don't suppose its a 6'3" by any chance? Coz if so I'd be interested!!! Just wondering.
It's a 6ft - sorry
