Peteyfoozer’s Journey (because journaling’s not enough)

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I caught Fen sleeping next to the recliner, so was able to sneak the vacuum over and groom him. Boone heard it from outside and came to get in line, complaining bitterly that I was grooming Fen with it, instead of his belly. 😂
After his turn, he went back outside to resume his self imposed guardian duties.
Fen went and laid on Randy’s side of the bed and I got in to read my Kindle. He began checking behind my ears, like he does to everyone, folding it down and practically rearranging my head. I was trying to stop him when he switched tactics. He opened his jaws wide like an alligator, wrapped it around my arm and held just tightly enough so I couldn’t pull it out, then began “tasting” me, by undulating his tongue on the bottom side of my arm. I cannot describe how weird it is. He is obsessed with skin and used to do this as a puppy, but hasn’t done it since becoming Randy’s sidekick. He is hilarious, and cute, and totally bizarre.
I’m pretty sure he is defective.


 

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Missing my old life today. Thinking about how good it felt to go down to the barn and feed, then enjoy my coffee and Bible untul they finished.
I miss working colts, feeling the rhythm of their hoofbeats echoing through my body, the smell of horse sweat, leather and pine shavings filling my senses while a silky muzzle explores my fingers as I rinse my charge off in the washrack.
I miss setting up a small jump course for my afternoon student, who has no idea how deep my fondness for her runs, knowing how much she relishes every accomplishment because I remember how it felt for me. You never forget these things.
The challenge is to teach her form, timing, and grace for her mount. Keeping hands soft and letting your legs carry the load. Eyes up, use your weight and legs to communicate what you want. It becomes second nature and you don’t think there will ever be a day when you don’t feel it, but there will be a day, like this one, when your body is failing and all you have are memories, and with luck they will carry you through another day and maybe you will feel some of the residual joy leftover from those days when the world was your oyster…
 

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All of what you did before, with the horses and all, has brought you to today - where you can look back and hopefully smile upon the memories. I used to train and show hunter/jumpers then moved on to dressage and eventing (before it was popular like today). It all started as a little girl who was told "if you can catch it, you can ride it", and then the adults left. Learned a lot. Took lessons, learned more and learned how to learn. I miss that feel of riding. There is nothing more soothing - at least to those of us who know what we are doing.
I watch what most people/kids are doing now, and they don't have the discipline, they hop on, bounce around without regard to their horse. No true balance no "one with the horse".
The world was our oyster then, and it is now as well - it's just another pearl for the string of life we lead. They taught us a ton, the proof is - we miss it. It's like losing a loved one - grief and the toll it takes. You are a strong person - we see it all the time here in the struggles that you overcome and the tough decisions you make. Like Fen not being the dog you wanted/needed - realizing that, acting on it, and getting Boone. Boone was meant to be. He is a heart dog and you had to get Fen and live through all that to get to Boone. You've got a long string of pearls. :hugs
 
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