How I Survived High School

Hearts, hoes, and horses

January.19.2015

The chapter title is a saying me and my friends share. Kind of like an inside joke, but not really. Anywho I don't remember how it came along.

I ride horses, so yes- I do own a horse. His name is Remedy. He is a sixteen-three (for those who don't know this is in hands. A hand is a measurement for a horse's height. One hand is four inches)  Percheron cross (breed) gelding. Not sure what he's crossed with. (Horseback riding isn't taken up by guys nearly as much as girls so I do have a lot of female friends.

Anywho (again) I have chores to do at the barn such as cleaning stalls, re-filling hay bags for the horses, re-filling water buckets, etc... so the shelter out in one of the fields needed cleaning- badly- so we (my friend Darcy (remember names and or genders are changed for confidentiality) and a bunch of other people, so around five or six people, had to clean it out.

Let me tell you. It was something. Around six compact inches over the concrete of moldy hay and horse crap mixed in with pee. IT SMELLED LIKE DEATH.

It took two hours to clean, which was pretty good timing. Considering we had to carry the crap mixture in a wheelbarrow to a pile halfway across the field. Fun (note the sarcasm). I really don't mind it though. I've done worse. I just like to complain a lot. XD

But today I had a lesson on a horse named Ryan and my horse (Remi).

The horses' names are actually real btw. I didn't change them.

Last night Kathy (owns a horse named Addie) didn't close Beau's stall door all the way. So this morning when Karen (she helps with barn chores in the morning) came in to feed the horses and put them out into the field, Beau had trashed the inside of the barn. -__- Thanks Beau. I had fun cleaning up after you.

But whatever.

That's it for now, have a good day. HAPPY MLKJ DAY.

:)