Seeing Red

Last night Goodtimetoreview gave me a great idea to use an athletic sock as a tail bag. Great idea! I wish I didn't have a problem... I am anal. I am only anal about one thing, and that is my horse. It's sad really. Here are just a FEW examples of my issue... lets see if you can figure it out....

a few examples in this picture

Figure it out? I'm obsessed with everything she has matching, not just matching, but red... I have no idea why? Maybe it's from all those years of unfulfilled horse obsession being repressed. If I have something and it's not red, it's because I couldn't find it in red and I'm currently trying to find a reason to buy it when I DO find it in red. If it's not red, then it's black. There are a few things I own that are not black or red (hot pink bell boots anyone?) I couldn't find them in red, and when I had her wearing them out in her pasture, I didn't want to try to find a lost black boot. I'm pretty sure the the men and women in the Space Station can see those boots! :) If you see a picture with something that isn't red, then it's not mine. I borrowed it (i.e. lunge rope)

I'm trying to overcome my obsession. Yesterday I bought some tail bags, two of them are not red, but they do have red accents. I also bought a pink one. I'm trying to get over it. :) I did buy a lunge whip that is red. I'm trying, I'm trying...

I do have a story! It's a crazy, crazy one that will give you stories to tell your other horse friends at the barn tonight, "Hey, do you read that blog about that crazy girl and her horse? You should check her blog out!" WAIT! Maybe that's why I have so many followers... Hummm (I think as I steeple my fingers, I know, I know You cant' be thinking about steepling your fingers AND be typing at the same time, humor me!)

I may have mentioned early on in this blog (and if you didn't read the whole thing from the beginning, you don't know this) that I named Denali "Lillian" the day I got her. She was so sweet and so calm. I wanted her to have a name that matched her personality. Well... Obviously THAT didn't work out!

I quickly realized that Lillian was a HORRIBLE name for her. She is definitely NOT a Lillian. I told my friend (here's where the crazy comes in) that I felt that her aura was red. Something about her spoke red to me. I felt that Lillian was a purple, blue, something cool. Denali was not a cool aura horse. It was definitely red. Then I went out seeking a name that would match a red aura. Beet was one of the top running names for a day or two. I know, I know, it's horrible! I decided that I wanted to name her after a mountain. Something large, beautiful, and peaceful. I then decided that I wanted to name her after the mountain in Alaska, because then HOPEFULLY my husband wouldn't kill me. I think it fits her, and I still see red when I think about her aura.

Don't worry, I'm not totally crazy (all the time.) I don't see the aura in people only horses, and not every horse.

WOW!! What a WEEK!

Yikes. Things that have happened since I brought home the devil in horse form.

1. She's NOT an appendix. She's an OTTB, and the woman who sold her to me lied. The woman, who's husband is a jockey, and brother a trainer, knew exactly what she had... That made me a little sad, since I know how OTTB can be and this is my FIRST HORSE! But, we'll make it, and I love her regardless.

2. The Jockey Club is of No Help when it comes to contacting her REAL previous owner. I was able to get her tattoo traced though, registered name--Storm City Slew. Really pretty right?

3 Hopewell Farms in KY is amazing! They got me Denali's trainers name at Emerald Downs. He was amazing and shocked that Denali (Storm City Slew) was sent to auction. She was suppose to be for the little girl of the woman who had her at the auction. I CAN NOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH!! MAKE SURE you know where your horse goes!! Have a contract in place that you have first refusal if the horse is going to be sold again. Denali could be on a meat wagon somewhere!

4. Denali (New Name- "The Great One") Is of Seattle Slew/Secretariat blood. She was, at one time, a very expensive horse.

5. New Blog! No point in having another blog about my "Appendix" since she's not!

I never thought it was possible to love something so much. I'm assuming this is what it would feel like if I had a kid. Denali is my kid, and regardless of her freak outs and running around like crazy, I love her more than anything!!

NEW NAME!

So Long Story!! Lillian is for a sweet, calm horse...you know, the kind of horse that I bought... I can't keep calling her Lillian. I've tossed around a lot of different names. Beet, Turnip, CRAZY, NUT BALL, well...not really the last two... I was going to name her McKinley, since it's a HUGE mountain in Alaska where my husband is, but my friend reminded me that the other name of the mountain is Denali. It just seems to fit her! She's so proud and SUPER LARGE. We keep trying to stick her to see how tall she is, but that freaks her out so bad that I can only gestimate. She's around 16 hands.