YAWN, I don't have much to report on horses right now. I haven't ridden in over a week, actually.
Last Sunday (June 20th), I started feeling a little under the weather. My throat felt scratchy, and I felt that tell tale achy feel you get when the flu or something else is settling into your system. Anyway, my symptoms escalated that evening and I grew sicker and sicker with a virus all week long. By Thursday, I was positive that this was the end all of sicknesses, I was simply never going to get better. Friday, more of the same. My frustration was starting to peak at this point, I NEEDED to get better as I had to help at a friend's bridal shower (an hour away from my house) and attend a wedding the next day. Saturday, still sick I sucked it up and did what I had to do. Finally Sunday, I felt like myself again - that was one nasty bug though, I do not recommend it! Why are summer bugs the worst anyway? It's simply not fair!
Anyway, with that yuck behind me, I was able to head out to J's barn to see the horses yesterday afternoon. I would have liked to ride Gypsy, but my mom came with me and she had to be back home at a reasonable hour, so we spent our time holding horses for the farrier and doing chores. Nothing exciting, but nice nonetheless - any horse time is good time spent, in my book. J was there, and she and my mom chatted it up for a while, while I fed the horses. Let me just say that Morgans are EASY KEEPERS!!! Whew, J's horses are F.A.T. fat! Of course, there are a few exceptions, but jeez. She really doesn't need to give them grain, yet she insists. I pretty much doled out a handful to some of those tubs though - one in particular (Gizmo) is simply obese. I gave him a handful and he was just put out over that. He remained positioned in front of his feed box, nickering until I shut out the lights and left. I know he was wondering where the rest of his grain was. What a fatty McGee!