<<Sigh>>
Upcoming financial changes on the horizon force me to investigate the sale of at least one of the horses. I hate, hate HATE to do it but I don't see any other way of putting enough hay in the barn this winter, much less keeping up on the feet and vet bills. So Miss B hits the auction block as of...yesterday. My hope is to find an intermediate- or advanced-level 4-H kid who is interested in a project horse.
Forced practicality is anathema to me, especially when it comes to animals. I'm the person who brings home strays. Period. Always have been, and I thought that I always would be. With fewer resources and smack in the middle of a recession, I wonder if its not time to change my hippie commune mindset. Back in May I brought home three kittens from my horse trainer's barn, with good intentions up the wazoo to re home them, or at least two of them. But the right homes didn't present themselves, or maybe, to be honest, I didn't try that hard. And now I'm attached and the kids are attached and they are staying. So five cats means cleaning the litter box a minimum of twice a day and I hate doing it, but I did this to myself so no point in grumbling about it. This is the same way I ended up with the third dog, and the pony, and the third horse...just because I felt like they somehow needed me.
If we're going to be really honest, I think this is also how I've ended up with certain men throughout my dating & relationship career. Its definitely time to start mending my ways.
Anyone wanna buy a horse?
