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Lets Go Buffalo

I don’t know what I clicked on on my (very old) laptop this morning, but I suddenly found many of my old papers that had been written during my time as a Creating Writing minor in college – fiction, nonfiction, scientific – and was amazed.  I don’t have much to share with you in my current life – so here is a look into … Read More Lets Go Buffalo

One mans trash is another mans treasure…

In January of 2012, I received a phone call from my best friend saying that she was going to finally sell her pony Miles.  She had decided six months prior that he just wasn’t “the horse” for her and had started riding another horse at her boarding facility – discovering just how much she truly loved and MESHED with this new mount – and had decided … Read More One mans trash is another mans treasure…

A metaphor for life

I never really know what to write on these posts, or how often I should write, or even where to start.  But every once in a while I remember a great story that I have never told anyone, or look at my computer and realize that on this specific day I was doing something either extraordinary, or maybe suffering in a way that I … Read More A metaphor for life

I got him…

The month of September is always the longest of the year – it is the Keeneland September Yearling Sale – 4000+ horses and 3 weeks of 4am mornings.   Needless to say, last Saturday I was dragging just a little bit when my phone rang while standing in a fillies stall babysitting her as she threw herself against the wall.  I pulled my phone … Read More I got him…

Horses and Healing…

My mother text messaged me the other night and reminded me of something that literally made my breath catch.  She told me, “Thank you for taking me on the best ride of my life 6 years ago…” and I was instantly transported to the worst week of my life.  My father was losing his battle to the leukemia that ravaged his body, and my … Read More Horses and Healing…

Go west, they said…

I read a comment the other day under one of these blogs that said “don’t disrespect all of western riding just because you have only ever loped along in western pleasure” and beer was almost snorted out of my nose.  I understand how this confusion could be perceived – I do currently ride English, I did post pictures of me four beating along in … Read More Go west, they said…

Things that you can learn from a (great) riding instructor…

When I was five years old, my Aunt Holly and Uncle Bob recommended to my mother that I begin REAL riding lessons – and specifically with a local woman that they knew from the Quarter Horse industry, Rose Watt.  Up until this point my “riding” had consisted of my weekends with my grandparents – climbing up on, and falling off of, my Shetland pony … Read More Things that you can learn from a (great) riding instructor…

Loving and letting go…

Four years ago, almost to the day, I began dating my boyfriend Luke.  We were both managing farms in Paris, KY and it seemed predetermined for us to find each other – both from Pennsylvania, both managing thoroughbred breeding farms, both slightly obsessed with his yellow lab Bailey – fate took over, and our relationship took off. Flash forward four years later, and he … Read More Loving and letting go…

A letter from the breeder to the rehomer…

I am a member of many of these “OTTB” groups on social media, and do so hoping to be a voice from the inside, one that can maybe answer questions on pedigree, or connect these people with their horses breeder or owner – usually in the hopes of a foal picture or some information on a quirk. I tell each of them to please … Read More A letter from the breeder to the rehomer…

Taking a Hit.

On May 18th, 2011, I received a phone call at 3AM from my nightwatch Shayna in tears screaming at me to come to Barn 5.  We had just foaled our last mare of 30 the previous night, and there was only one other horse in the barns for her to check – so I immediately knew what was happening – Perfect was finally bleeding … Read More Taking a Hit.

My boy Larry.

I consider myself a strong advocate for the thoroughbred industry, and have stood behind the industry more times than I can count in the past few years as it is attacked from every side – the economy, journalism, extremist groups like PETA, and yet there is one horse in my virtual stable that constantly makes me question everything I defend: Marilyn’s Guy. Just a … Read More My boy Larry.

Be The Match

So for the past few weeks I have noticed (with a smile) that The National Bone Marrow Donor Registry, now known under the Be The Match Campaign, popping up on my facebook, my newspaper, and my television.  Robin Roberts, her brave public battle against myelodysplastic syndrome, and her treatment plan of a bone marrow transplant, all brought a shining spotlight onto the Be The … Read More Be The Match