I used to be scared of the horse I now consider my best friend. Macy Grey is my 4 year old Appaloosa-Quarter horse gelding. I adopted him from Harmony Meadows Equine Rescue two years ago, and in those two years I have developed a bond with him, a bond that will never be broken. He went from being a scared young horse, who was a hand full for everyone, to a more bold and friendly horse. He will now go up to almost anyone (especially if you have treats), when before he would only come up to me. Macy is what I consider my very own miracle from God. He became my best friend; he trusted me and followed me even when I wasn't sure of my self. He has made me a more confident kid. My life is so much more interesting with him in it. Either this year or next Macy and I will be going to shows together, and if we win first place or not it doesn't matter. I would just be happy we made it that far together. With the help of Mrs. Debbie my dreams for Macy and myself have taken off. Debbie is the one who walked me through everything, from how to catch him to how to side-pass him. Without her help I don't know where I would be now.
Debbie-Thank you for everything you have done for me and for Macy. I don't know if I could have done it without you. Thank you again. I love ya'll
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Macy and Katy A Year Later
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Stanley,
Stanley is my male Siamese cat that has owned us for almost a year.
He is something else. Let's see, The breakfast bar should bear no items on it unless you want it ending up in the other part of the house. Only Stanley can tell you where.
He loves our dogs, BayBay, Dott, and Cricket. Two of the dogs are Great Pyrenees and Cricket is a Jack Russell Terrier. At 11 am Stanley and Cricket chase each other around the house for an hour or so. Around 3 pm Stanley BayBay and Dott join forces and play chase in the house. Then at bedtime Stanley curls up with Dott for some sleep.
He sticks his nose in every ones business, even in my purse.
Let the wet food be gone and you will not hear the end of his meows..
He also likes to ride around the house on my shoulders.
Life is never dull for Stanley, he makes fun out of just about anything.
He is a One-Of-A-Kind of cat.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Needed
Instructors Needed:
We are looking for 3 Natural Horsemanship Instructors that want to donate their time working with horses, and children. Our Winter, and Spring Camps will be starting soon.
We need an Instructor For Beginner Classes
We need an Instructor For Intermediate Classes
We need an Instructor For Advanced Classes
Must be 18 years or older for any of these positions.
We do have horses available for the Winter and Spring Camps.
Equine Trainers
We are looking for people who enjoy spending their time working with horses.. We are only looking for people that do Natural Horsemanship. Some of the horses we have are unbroken, and have started on their level one training
We are looking for volunteers only at this time. If you are interested please email us at rescue@harmonymeadows.org
Monday, January 12, 2009
Its Spring Break
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Bay and Dott: My Dogs
Bay Bay and Dippen Dott
Here are our so called guard dogs aka couch dogs. Two Great Pyrenees dogs, brother and sister who both have brought much joy to many people at such a young age.
They hate to get their feet wet when it rains, and love to be around people. They live a simple and happy life here, as they should.
I bought Bay and Dott almost 2 years ago as puppies. They were to be outside dogs to guard the goats and sheep. That never happened, they got their butts kicked by one of the goats, and that was all it took. I couldn't stand seeing them in the heat so I had them come in to stay in the house with the AC. They now guard the couch. They get their run around the property when the weather permits. Bay lives to go to the pond and play in the mud every chance he gets. He looks like a little boy jumping up and down in the mud. Momma said no, but it will be ok, I won't get to muddy. I know she won't get mad. Little does he know I am watching every jump he jumps, and I laugh the whole time he is doing it. What's a little MUD!
Dot, well she would rather not get dirty at all, but still loves to run the pasture. Her biggest thrill of the day is when people come, she thinks they are here to see here and no one else. Oh, she gets so excited and wines and jumps up and down. ME! ME! ME! Pet me! Her Love for kids is unlike none I have ever seen. Dott and Bay love little kids. One on each side, and off they go with the child. It is the cutest thing you ever seen. Most of the kids that visit are smaller than the dogs, now that makes your eyes water at times.
These are my guard dogs of love, and they never go hungry for anything life offers here.
We lost them several months ago when the husband failed to shut the gate as he left to get hay. That was the hardest week I ever had. I missed my babies so much. We had all of Georgia looking for our puppies. Both tagged, we had fliers everywhere and pictures posted on every site we could post them on. When we got the call that they were found I couldn't contain myself. They were ¾ of a miles from the house. When we all got home we piled up on the couch and took a long nap. They have never left my sight since that day.
Now the hair can get to ya after awhile. You can only brush so much and vacuum so many times a day. I keep them trimmed, but not shaved. They are so pretty when they are white. Their hair does not retain dirt for long. They lie down on the hardwood floor to nap, and by the time they wake up you have a ring of dirt where they laid. I go through 2 vacuums a year so far. This time we got a hardwood floor vacuum. One that they use to get the dust up from when the install the wood. Trust me, it will suck the hair off a spiders back. I recommend anyone who owns pets with lots of hair to get one of these. You can get them at a hardwood floor dealership supplier. Couldn't tell you the cost, but it is well worth it. It will be you next best friend to clean.
I want your pet story here.
HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE
Where did 2008 go? Another year older, more gray hair, and wrinkles. I still put one foot in front of the other every morning.
I would like it if anyone who has a story to tell about a pet any pet, please send it so I may post it. We love our horses, but we also have great passion for our other pets here.
We have dogs, cats, goats, sheep, chickens, a pig and I think that is it for now. Tomorrow is another day around here. Every animal we have here is loved by all that comes here. Yep, even the chickens have names here.
I want to share your story about your pet. You write it I will post it. I will be posting stories about our pets here. I look forward to reading and posting your pet story.
To Have A Horse IN Your Life
This was sent in by a lady I know "Kathy"
To have a horse in your life is a gift. In the matter of a few short years, a horse can teach a young girl courage, if she chooses to grab mane and hang on for dear life. Even the smallest of ponies is mightier than the tallest of girls. To conquer the fear of falling off, having one's toes crushed, or being publicly humiliated at a horse show is an admirable feat for any child. For that, we can be grateful.
Horses teach us responsibility. Unlike a bicycle or a computer, a horse needs regular care and most of it requires that you get dirty and smelly and up off the couch. Choosing to leave your cozy kitchen to break the crust of ice off the water buckets is to choose responsibility. When our horses dip their noses and drink heartily; we know we've made the right choice.
Learning to care for a horse is both an art and a science. Some are easy keepers, requiring little more than regular turn-out, a flake of hay, and a trough of clean water. Others will test you - you'll struggle to keep them from being too fat or too thin. You'll have their feet shod regularly only to find shoes gone missing. Some are so accident-prone you'll swear they're intentionally finding new ways to injure themselves.
If you weren't raised with horses, you can't know that they have unique personalities. You'd expect this from dogs, but horses? Indeed, there are clever horses, grumpy horses, and even horses with a sense of humor. Those prone to humor will test you by finding new ways to escape from the barn when you least expect it.
Horses can be timid or brave, lazy or athletic, obstinate or willing. You will hit it off with some horses and others will elude you altogether. There are as many "types" of horses as there are people- which makes the whole partnership thing all the more interesting.
If you've never ridden a horse, you probably assume it's a simple thing you can learn in a weekend. You can, in fact, learn the basics on a Sunday, but to truly ride well takes a lifetime. Working with a living being is far more complex than turning a key in the ignition and putting the car or tractor in "drive."
In addition to listening to your instructor, your horse will have a few things to say to you as well. On a good day, he'll be happy to go along with the program and tolerate your mistakes; on a bad day, you'll swear he's trying to kill you. Perhaps he's naughty or perhaps he' fed up with how slowly you're learning his language. Regardless, the horse will have an opinion. He may choose to challenge you (which can ultimately make you a better rider) or he may carefully carry you over fences - if it suits him. It all depends on the partnership - and partnership is what it's all about.
If you face your fears, swallow your pride, and are willing to work at it, you'll learn lessons in courage, commitment, and compassion in addition to basic survival skills. You'll discover just how hard you're willing to work toward a goal, how little you know, and how much you have to learn.
And, while some people think the horse "does all the work", you'll be challenged physically as well as mentally. Your horse may humble you completely. Or, you may find that sitting on his back is the closest you'll get to heaven.
You can choose to intimidate your horse, but do you really want to? The results may come more quickly, but will your work ever be as graceful as that gained through trust? The best partners choose to listen, as well as to tell. When it works, we experience a sweet sense of accomplishment brought about by smarts, hard work, and mutual understanding between horse and rider. These are the days when you know with absolute certainty that your horse is enjoying his work.
If we make it to adulthood with horses still in our lives, most of us have to squeeze riding into our over saturated schedules; balancing our need for things equine with those of our households and employers. There is never enough time to ride, or to ride as well as we'd like. Hours in the barn are stolen pleasures.
If it is in your blood to love horses, you share your life with them. Our horses know our secrets; we braid our tears into their manes and whisper our hopes into their ears. A barn is a sanctuary in an unsettled world, a sheltered place where life's true priorities are clear: a warm place to sleep, someone who loves us, and the luxury of regular meals. Some of us need these reminders.
When you step back, it's not just about horses - it's about love, life, and learning. On any given day, a friend is celebrating the birth of a foal, a blue ribbon, or recovery from an illness. That same day, there is also loss: a broken limb, a case of colic, a decision to sustain a life or end it gently. As horse people, we share the accelerated life cycle of horses: the hurried rush of life, love, loss, and death that caring for these animals brings us. When our partners pass, it is more than a moment of sorrow.
We mark our loss with words of gratitude for the ways our lives have been blessed. Our memories are of joy, awe, and wonder. Absolute union. We honor our horses for their brave hearts, courage, and willingness to give.
To those outside our circle, it must seem strange. To see us in our muddy boots, who would guess such poetry lives in our hearts? We celebrate our companions with praise worthy of heroes. Indeed, horses have the hearts of warriors and often carry us into and out of fields of battle.
Listen to stories of that once-in-a-lifetime horse; of journeys made and challenges met. The best of horses rise to the challenges we set before them, asking little in return.
Those who know them understand how fully a horse can hold a human heart. Together, we share the pain of sudden loss and the lingering taste of long-term illness. We shoulder the burden of deciding when or whether to end the life of a true companion.
In the end, we're not certain if God entrusts us to our horses--or our horses to us. Does it matter? We're grateful God loaned us the horse in the first place.