Pony-tude

March 16, 2015

This is a photo from last week. It shows Poe at his standard Pony-tude.  Maybe it is because I had a pink halter on him.

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Trapped in the Trailer – 2015

March 15, 2015

It’s the time of year where I get all wild and crazy and need to ride as much as possible.  I also start to panic that my ponies are not in tip-top condition and competition season is sneaking up.  Add the mud and bad footing in my riding areas at home and how easily I get bored riding at home, and BOOM. You have me jetting out of work, and rushing off to the trails to get in a conditioning hack on a work night.

Of course when you are in a hurry, and particularly when you are in a hurry with horses, things happen.  Here is what happened on Thursday night when I rushed home from work, hooked up the trailer, grabbed Poe out of the field and tossed tack on him in an attempted to kick-start his conditioning on a local trail.

Tacked up, helmet and cell loaded in my truck, dogs on the loose, I was ready to go.  Leading Poe by the halter and lead fitted under is bridle, I approached the trailer, pulled the pin, swung the door open, and climbed inside.  Poe was just behind me and about to step up when…. Ash, my husband’s Cattle Dog, “heeled” Poe, ie; bit him on the heels.  Poe swung around and hit the door pretty hard.  The door swung the rest of the way open, rebounded even harder, and swung back – slamming closed, and the pin shot closed.

I was stuck in the trailer and Poe was stuck outside.  The lead rope severed where the door closed, leaving me with a half-foot of lead and Poe with the rest.

Ok, loose pony, rider stuck in the trailer with no phone (did you catch that? My phone was handily loaded in the truck).  Having accidentally been locked in the trailer one time before (that time it was a strong gust of wind when I was leisurely cleaning the trailer out while chatting on the phone and I was able to call my husband to save me) I knew I could not reach the pin to let myself out.  AWESOME right?

It gets more interesting.

When the door swung back, Poe pulled back to avoid it, and skittered into an old small pickup that is parked behind my trailer (it belongs to the landlord and looks like its been there a few years and is not going anywhere) and his rein, which was flapping loosely, caught on the little tiny window handle on the back of the truck’s cap.  Poe, being the mighty pony he is, pulled back and ripped the cap off of the truck and drug it several feet away.

I looked out the gap in the trailer and Poe was just standing there, attached to the cap, dogs circling, and he gave me one of his classic “grumpy pony faces”.  I started yelling like crazy, and was incredibly lucky.  My husband had just gotten home and was on the porch (which is a little ways away and out of sight) and heard me yelling.  He came running (actually running) and released me from the trailer.  I released Poe from the cap, who was also unharmed and then I helped Rich put the cap back onto the truck.  Poe hopped right in he trailer, I closer the door and we head out for a ride.

There were so many things I was sloppy about, and admittedly, usually am sloppy about, and probably will continue to be sloppy about.  This situation was sort of a freak thing.  What are the chances that the rein, which should not have been hanging loose like that in the first place, would have caught on that tiny little knob?  Very slim.  And then what are the chances of the door flying closed at just that exact moment with me inside and unable to stop it while Poe was outside? Again slim.  And even more, what are the chances of my husband being home, and even more, in ear shot!?  HUGLY slim!

I would like to say I learned a valuable lesson and will be sure to correct all of my errors in the future.  But being completely honest, Ill probably be more likely to keep my phone on me and keep a closer eye on the dog but really not change much else.

I can say it was a lovely ride.  Poe and I did 5.6 miles in just under an hour and a half.  We were mostly walking since Poe is shoe-less.  Although he really enjoyed the ride (which was not his attitude about trail riding last year).  He marched across all the creek crossings without encouragement or a break in stride,  and didn’t try pulling a single pony stunt.  I also ran into Laura and Gail out on the trails, which was nice and I was back home and done feeding before dark.  Lovely.

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The Hay Trial

March 14, 2015

This winter I decided to do a round bale trial.  I wanted to see what the cost difference would be compared to square bales, and what the difference in work would be.  Below is my documentation of the experiment.

Friday January 30th

Two horse quality orchard grass round bales are delivered.  $50/ea, clean, dry, net wrapped and stored indoors.

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Saturday January 31st

We moved some of the wood in the woodshed so one of the round bales would fit inside.  This area is where I normally store about ten bales for easy use along with some buckets, halters and such.  We wrestled one of the round bales into the shed.  The second one we got up on a pallet next to the shed.  I unwrapped it and began feeding from it and then covered it with a tarp.  It is good quality and so far it has shown to be easy to load my hay barrels with.  The ponies are loving it.

Note – getting the one into the shed and the other next to it was NOT easy since we do not have a tractor to help.  Its all man power (picture me flexing my arm and kissing my non existent bicep).

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Today I was talking on the phone to my mom, while loading up a tub with hay to carry out to put into a hay barrel, and the round bale slipped off its pallet and rolled down a ways from the shed.  I laughed.  So did my mom.

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This is the end of the first round bale, and how I get they hay out to the field (with Poe looking on).  I load they hay, heaping, into a clean muck tub, and then carry it out to the hay barrels to fill them.

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The first two round bales took be about 1 1/2 weeks (lets say 10 days) each to use and were supposed to be around 800lbs each.

I was feeding about 2 square bales a day, so about 20 squares in 10 days, at $4ea, was $80.

I fed heavier with the round bales since the temperatures had dropped so much.  Probably about 2 1/2-3 square bales worth a day, lets say 23 bales @$4 = $92.

February

When I called for more rounds the guy was out.  So we picked up some more squares from our regular guy.  He was out of the $4 bales so we picked up 18 $4.50 bales = $81 (the trailer was snowed in so it was all Rich could fit on his truck). Good quality hay, but the bales were really small.  I was a little disappointed.  Those lasted 10 days.

Friday February 27th

Next I found a round bale for $60.  We had to go pick this one up, and our trailer was snowed in again so we took Rich’s Tacoma.  I’ll get into how that was a very bad idea later in this post.  This bale was not near as good.  It was just mowed meadow, the outer two layers were moldy, wet and gross and had to be trashed.  Inside was dry and clean but it was just an assortment of pasture grasses including some clover, and nothing really nutritious.  I was pretty disappointed in it. This bale lasted 10 days.

The story

Picking up this bale seemed so easy.  It was about a 30 minute easy drive.  The guy dropped the bale into the bed of our truck with a tractor, onto its rounded side, butt ends facing the tail gate and the truck cab.  Note that as the first mistake.  We drove home, arriving after dark, and backed right up to the wood shed where we planned to place the bale.  This is an uphill situation, with the truck cab facing down hill and the bale needing to move against gravity to be deposited into the shed.  This is when we realized, we had no easy way to unload the bale.  We pushed and pulled, and then tied a rope around it, tying the rope ends to the shed and tried to slowly drive out from under it, which just snapped the rope.  No surprise there, but we figured we would try it.

We turned the truck around, and tried leveraging the hay out with gravity to our advantage.  No luck.

Then we decided to use truck on truck action and tied a thicker rope around the bale, and to the hitch of my bigger truck.  I slowly drove forward, and the bale began to rock up and out, and then the smaller truck with the bale in it started to be drug by my bigger truck.  This is when Rich realized that the bale, which is wider than the opening of his truck’s bed’s tailgate, which was wet, had frozen during our drive home.  He whipped out an axe and went at the corners of the bale.  And yes, I laughed really hard, but really quietly, and walked around my truck to hide myself from Rich so he wouldn’t see me cracking up.  I really wanted to take a photo of all this craziness, but I figured having my husband speak to me later was worth more than a few photos.  As you can probably guess, he was not having the time of his life here.  And I do remember getting told off for “not being upset”.

With the frozen corners chopped off, we gave it another pull with my truck and got it most of the way up on its butt end, and part way out of the bed.  The we climbed into the bed behind the bale and Rich, using a lever, and me pushing, we dislodged the bale, which flipped and rolled, almost to my truck, stopping just short, in the middle of our parking area, quite a distance from the horse field.

This is when Rich noticed that the bale had actually bent the frame of his bed, leaning the top of each side out slightly.  It also bent the medal where the tailgate latches are.  He managed to fix it, but he has assured me we will never use his truck again for round bale pick up.  As if that needed to be spoken aloud.

Wednesday March  11, 2015
That last round bale was good for a bale you put in the field for them to free feed from, but not to be their main sustenance.  Looking for some quality, I headed back to my regular square bale guy.  It was muddy and he didn’t think I could get my trailer in and out, so I went to see what we could fit in my truck.  I drive a Toyota Tundra, 4 door with a cap.  With the tail gate down, cap on, and 3bales stuffed into the backseat, we fit 22 bales.  Not bad.  and the quality of this hay was great.  Really great.

The ponies had a little of the yellow round bale left in their barrels, and I topped them off with the fresh green hay.  The next morning I found they had eaten all the new hay and left the old hay.  No surprise.

The grass is starting to peep up nice and green, and I am hoping I can get in one more trailer load of square bales and hope that adding in some grazing soon will hold me over until first cutting.

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Hay Trial Break Down

$92 squares ($9.20/day) for 10 days

$50 round ($5/day) for 10 days

$81 squares ($8.10/day) for 10 days

$60 round ($6/day) for 10 days

$110 squares $5 a bale. 

 

Conclusion – if you want to call it that.

I have decided that I like round bales, and that if I can get quality round bales, like the first ones I got, they are worth it.  Round certainly saves some funds, but it also adds some work (assuming its not just for free feeding and stuck out in the field – then its easy).  Ill probably continue to use both round and square.  And I am interested to see how my feeding works out this summer.  Being in a new location, with different fields switches stuff up.  And since we moved the ponies at the start of September, and still do not have the big grass field fenced in yet, I am sure next winter will still be a new feeding situation.  Regardless, I plan to stock up on some hay this summer.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hello Mud Season! – 2015

March 13, 2015

A friend posted this on facebook and after recovering from a minor moment of child-hood-memory induced anxiety (what horse kid did not have anxiety over Atreyu’s loss of Artex in the swamp of sadness?) I laughed my butt off.

Yep, sometime this is how it feels during mud season.

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Kissing Winter Goodbye!

March 12, 2015

Over the past few weeks I managed to get in a couple road hacks with Simon, and a few *driveway* hacks with Poe.  Nothing exciting or all that entertaining to share.  I did ride Poe in the snow a few times, and he was nice and steady.  Simon was like riding a giraffe wearing roller skates on ice when I took him in the snow.

And now, we are done with snow.  Bring on the mud.

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