September 20, 2009 at 8:51 PM (Horses, animals)
Okay, I’m so excited I can’t sit for long. I need to dance… I need to shout… I need to sing…(Actually, I did that in the car all the way home from Kingston.) I bought my horse today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I went to check out a two year thoroughbred bay gelding in Kingston today. I fell in love. I bought him.
I am now the proud owner of ‘Crown The Moment’, aka Bailey, son of Crown Attorney (Queen’s Plate Nijinsky stakes winner), and an absolute doll, in your pocket, how ya doin’ pleased ta meetcha kinda boy.
I’d post pics, but my laptop is out of service, (an unfortunate incident involving Meg and a glass of water), but hopefully my genius husband will fix it, and when my new baby becomes an official Quebecer on Saturday, I’ll take tons more pics and post them. I’m so thrilled. So over the moon. I found him. My bebe North.
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September 10, 2009 at 7:56 PM (Horses, animals)
Okay, she is actually a Hannoverian/Thoroughbred which would equal a German Englishwoman or an English German Woman, I guess. She is gorgeous, a cute mover, wonderful personality, super easy going, and, oh,….did I mention she is a horse? Anyhow, I had my heart set on her until an evil, cruel monster destroyed my dreams a nitpicky an honest but pricey vet gave me the results of some hoof x-rays. The outcome was not good. Todd had promised to buy me a horse this fall, and I have been on the hunt for a while. Jesse (the horse I was leasing) is going back sometime this month. I’d decided he just wasn’t what I wanted. This little mare that I’d found fit the bill perfectly, except for the little fact of possible navicular problems. Damn, damn, and triple damn. So long story short, if I am smart enough to listen to the nitpicky knowledgeable vet that I hired for that very reason (to be nitpicky and point out any potential problems) then I am not going to buy her. I just wish he had been wrong!

So let the hunt begin!
I know my horse is out there. I just have to find her (or possibly him).
P.S. North is awfully glad that the little upstart is going home. He figures he’ll get more carrots now. Like I ever stopped giving my big sucky buddy carrots. Maybe not quite as much attention as before Jesse came, but he always got his fair share of carrots.

The handsomest old boy at the barn - North
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