Thank you everyone for your nice words about Pete. I know that this happens every single month at auction houses all over the US. Perfectly nice horses end up going through the auction and then an unfortunate number of them end up going to slaughter. Luckily we have a pretty great group of people who keep up with the auction house and they network like crazy to find homes for those who don't get sold at the auction before they end up in slaughter. I believe that since they formed their group in November 2009 only one has gone to slaughter, and that is because his owner requested it. Don't even get me started on that. It doesn't mean that it doesn't happen all over the United States. The New Holland auction in PA makes me just sick.
I wish that people would take 30 minutes to clean them up, 30 days to put some training on them, and the 30 year commitment when they take a horse on. Sadly people take 30 seconds and decide it would just be easier on them to dump their horse. Lazy.
I sent the barn owner an e-mail telling her a million things and asking her about Pete. Still waiting to hear from her.
Sorry that I get so fired up about auctions and horses. It just makes me so mad, especially when the owner doesn't even try to find them a home.
Enough on that...for now.
Yesterday I ran out to work at the Giant Warmblood Barn. On my way I stopped to pick Denali up a fly mask and debated for 20 minutes to get one with her with ears or without ears. I picked ears and ran to do my shift at the GWB. I got there earlier because I assumed that I'd need to put blankets on, but alas, I did not. Instead I went and gave Pete a big hug, and he gave me a hug back. Then I noticed that he was shaking his head like crazy. I ran to the car to get Denali's fly mask and well....it's no longer Denali's fly mask. Shh....don't tell her that! He seemed pleased as punch when I put it on. He strutted in and out of his stall, almost as if he was showing it off. It seemed to help a little bit. Love him. Ugh.
Ran to the center to do my shift there after. Denali broke a blanket strap again and had her blanket on all kinds of wrong. As I as walking out into the field to fix it one of the horses came up, and apparently I wasn't paying enough attention to her because she bit me. We had a "discussion" and then I fixed Ms. Denali's blanket.
Hope that everyone had a good Mother's Day!