Horse tack

church, eat lunch, and go see the horses because we had them boarded in Woodville and we could not go and see them everyday. We lived in Scottsboro Alabama and in the city you are not allowed to have farm animals, that is why we had to board them. But this Sunday was a little different. We decided to ride our horses today. I love riding horses, it makes me feel free. Our horses are Tennessee Walking horses, my horse's name is Short Cut Sue, she was a show horse, and my sister, Matlyn, her…

I am honored to be able to tell you what really happened. Our intention wasn’t to kill nor hurt the goat kids in any way, shape, or form. By our I mean, Dylan, KJ, and me, Cole. KJ is our beloved brother who was killed by the evil goat mom. After KJ got out of jail for supposedly eating three little pigs, he reunited with Dylan and me; the only wolves left of our family. We were ecstatic to see him and wanted to have a party to extol his homecoming. All three of us made invitations to give…

with horse riding. I was showing at the American Paint Horse Youth Worlds show in Fort Worth, Texas and was competing with a horse I had just met two days ago. My trainer, Kelly Chapman, traveled to Texas with me and decided to put me in a jumping class. Now, if you know me you would definitely never put me in a jumping class because I have very little experience with it but, Kelly being the stern and enthusiastic trainer I know, had a lot of faith in me to compete well with my new horse…

A single pale ear curved away from its companion, my eyes trailed its lead. A small smile crept onto my features, and my anxiety settled somewhat. The stallion that approached is one I know. It's a faded memory, a wisp of my childhood where he was present. A dainty, gangly creature that I had used as a lab rat. But he is dainty and gangly no longer. As he neared me, his crimson colored eyes swept my flank, a twinge of anxiety pouring back into my senses. He looked at me differently than he did…

these recent incidences in such a short amount of time, many questions have been raised regarding fire management and prevention on farms. Many highly competitive horses are kept stabled for long durations, with minimal turnout, so they are constantly in a stall. This isolation can have dramatic consequences on the wellbeing of these horses as these are highly social animals. Literature Review: Fire Prevention and Management There are not many recommendations currently in place for fire…

destination I recommend getting a horse from Hope.” The royal horse trainer, Hope was renowned throughout the kingdom for well trained horses and for dealing with those who tried…

thinking as I hopped on my grandmother Patrice’s horse named Watermelon. My mother told me, my grandparents owned a gigantic ranch, so I instantly wanted to come out and help them and learn how to care for cattle. They had a bunch of cattle on their farm that they have to care for everyday. My mother decided to have me assist them with caring for their animals. Once I climbed back up on my horse, I rode up to my grandpa Jim, who was waiting for me on his horse. My grandfather squinted his…

On Wednesday 1st July 2015 I went to watch the play War Horse (directed by Marianne Elliot &Tom Morris) at the New London Theatre .War Horse, is a play that was performed in the and it is constructed from the novel that bears the same title by author Michael Morpurgo. The fictional story is about a foal that was brought into rural England in Devon to be auctioned. Wanting to acquire the foal for his son Billy Naracott, Arthur Naracott bids on the foal Ted buys him for 39 guineas in return for…

was thinking as I hopped on my grandmother Patrice’s horse named Watermelon. My mother told me, my grandparents owned a gigantic ranch, so I instantly wanted to come out and help them and learn about cattle.. They had a bunch of cattle on their farm that they have to care for everyday, so I decided to assist them with caring for their animals. Once I climbed back up on my horse, I rode up to my grandpa Jim, who was waiting for me on his horse. My grandfather squinted his peaceful brown eyes at…

Now the keep is just another relic of a bygone era.’ With an amused expression, he adds, ‘There’s a lot of that going around in this town.’ ‘I’m beginning to get that impression.’ I peer into the distance, waiting for the next flash of lightning. ‘Anyone still live there?’ ‘Not for a century. We open up the great hall for festivals every now and then, but day to day, hardly anyone sets foot inside besides the town guard.’ I smile before I can stop myself. ‘Town guard?’ ‘Yes, they like to run…