tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25625113051956575342024-08-30T01:17:56.316-05:00This blog is about horses, my horses specifically. It is about my life around, through the eyes of and over/under those horses. As my living with these spirits went along its path, the other paths of my life crossed theirs until one day I realized their spirits were influencing my own! WELCOME TO MY SUB-CLUB AND GET INVOLVED WITH THE MEMBERS! P.H.Favara, HorseMasterhorsespiritwriterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07278286692497420710noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2562511305195657534.post-51429333242549063842011-06-03T14:15:00.000-05:002011-06-03T14:15:41.379-05:00

Hello, All--again.  Have you ever had a lifestyle that just kept on 'giving'? Well, that is how this year has been so far.  Ha! Tornadoes and Floods and politicians who WERE committed and now AREN'T--so far, batting about 1000. So, on to happier thoughts:  Spring sprang and Summer is knocking at the door, loudly...very hot in the TN valley!  And muggy because of the

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HELLO, HELLO.  No I haven't gone to the great pasture in the sky!  I did get sick; I healed, then my bones rattled together and then I healed; then I got into the 'WILD HORSE CHRONICLE"; then I got angry, just seemed to be the same old battles; people who didn't care, people who didn't care enough, hitting brick walls , suffering for the horses, then...disasters in the world in other

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I have had the crud.  Everything slowed down because I wasn't at my top level.  Everyone gave me well-wishes and that always helps. The sun is shining outside (where I want to be) and I drink hot drinks while thinking of REAL illnesses.  I know about some of those so can look forward, during this little 'suffering', to healing quickly and, actually, rather easily. I guess

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WHY DO IT? If you want to make your Coach happy--TRY TO DO IT!  If you want to have a 'happy' horse--ASK IT TO TRY TO ACHIEVE IT! The balanced seat is the beginning of mounted co-operation between the Horse and the Rider. Think about this: the Horse can shiver a fly or bug off its coat/skin; how sensitive is that?  Yet some people seem proud of "de-sensitizing"  their Horse! 

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Over the years; starting with six horses and "growing" a herd to over one hundred horses I have learned how to co-operate with Farriers, so they will actually return for more! Standing on their heads, under horses, whacking away at them with hammer and nails just truly needs all the appreciation and assistance a Cowhand can offer!  A cup of coffee and a few chuckles goes a long way on '

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In below-freezing weather:  ice in the buckets, frost on the nostrils, fingers turning blue, away from the stove, gotta work outside today... checking the hay bales left for sale;  checking hooves and shoes, for the Farrier's next trip; moving the manure small loads to the main pile; checking oil in the feed cart and the farm truck...stuff to do in the cold. So: DRESS ACCORDINGLY:&

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Here's another pot-pan dinner for COLD/WET days! When it is sooo cold and really quite nasty outside we don't want to come inside to cook--we want to come inside to EAT!  So here is a very tasty casserole for the ranch-hands: Get out the black iron deep pot with a lid; dribble in about 2 teaspoons of oil, heat to popping and pour in 2/3 cups of 'pulled' beef (pre-cook to falling apart then

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WE ARE ALMOST READY TO POST THE SUMMARIES It turned into a writing frenzy! But, as promised to readers who asked: we will post past histories and contacts and current conditions and sites of more information and the projections of some highly informed folks. This situation has become tragic.  That is how we see it and that is our viewpoint in writing about it.  If you watched the people

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SITTING IN THE TACK ROOM, WATCHING  the girl putting on night grooming before stalling up. She has caught up and brought in and hosed the legs free of mud, up to the knees. Now the horse is clipped into the grooming rack; the Groomer is scraping off the mud with the heavy rubber mud scrubber; back, shoulders, belly, sides, belly again, neck, chest, hips, thighs outside; 

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I THINK WE SHOULD HAVE SOME WINTER HORSE EVENTS Sleigh driving comes to mind.  Also, sled pulling over icey patches through snow. Loading hay bales and hitching up with frozen fingers. Cleats on the horses' shoes and metal runners, on the sleds, all iced up to glide smoothly.  Hides or Fur pelts to cover the laps/legs of people on board. Courses of orange cones 

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There are times when one just cannot keep up!  So: COOK! Here is my receipe for GREAT Non-Veggie CHILI. Gather together:  large pot (cast iron if you're lucky) with lid; cans, or pre-cooked, red beans and black beans, pinto beans and wax beans; mix in any proportion you like                 

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A REVIEW ON THE USE OF SAFETY EQUIPMENT. Yes, here it is again.  About once a year, someone who teaches or trains or is 'seeable'  gets hurt and the subject of why, or why-not, were they using safety equipment comes up. As a Teacher I have always recommended being as SAFE as possible when working with a Horse.  As a Trainer I have been very careful to adhere to my own

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Good Morning on this snowy day! A good day for getting out there a bit early.   Feeding will take a bit more time and pulling blankets is an excellent idea...because...they are going to roll and run! My lessons have all cancelled; no one wants to cope with the grooming...whoozes!  So, think I will spend some time in the tack room; want to put some new bits into seasoned

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As promised:  please read the new headings in the sidebar; this is where the site is going for the next year!  We are all excited with these directions! If you are burning to post some ideas and/or suggestions to the broader community we would appreciate your considering requesting our 'copy' guidelines and then sharing your words of wisdom with us. The Heritage Horses Internet's

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OK,OK,OK...I have taken awhile; well, that is what happens when one gets some 'wisdom'  (years) and thinks things through before taking the jump! The ads for this site beginning  a new lifestyle are out on the eBay store page now.  The HHI ads for used and new Equine items will be set by the end of the next few days (the  10th hopefully) so these will be available for our

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Has it really been twelve weeks?  That is difficult to believe.   But (ah there is the excuse) but, life changes then we change--then things, incidents, places, people and even purposes and directions change. We take a deep breath and--go on. In these weeks I have moved to my Mother's house which I inherited, moved my 'things' here; painted, cleaned, renovated and

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I had good responses to the last post, so thought to share some more working ideas today:How to Avoid accidents when working with horses is my subject for this post.Some common suggestions:-Never work alone if it can be avoided but if you must: be certain that someone knows where you are and notify them when you have finished your work session-Always tie safety knots (quick releases) or, if

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I was thinking about calling my friend; off and on the way one does, when the phone buzzed I wasn't surprised to hear her voice. She had been thinking of calling me all day yesterday...what it that? She had a student who was ready to buy a horse of his own and she remembered that I had a posting about how to buy one, would I please list it in this Blog? She didn't want to give advice and then

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He struted, he floated, he flashed; he was such a three year old SHOW OFF. The breeder gave him two names before she approved of Chanticleer. A bright, shiny penny-red chestnut with white socks and golden mane and tail. He was...noticeable. I had not gone to the sale to buy a Saddlebred stallion. I had gone to learn how to bid and what to look for in a young stallion. I had watched my teacher

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The first one that I learned was: patience. It took six months to 'catch her'.I had asked the trader to find me some family-type ponies. One, a mare please, could be a little tricky; I figured I needed some touching-up in techniques since I hadn't ridden in years. I had never been completely responsible for care either. I wanted some challenge so I would need to reach up.They brought me what I

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I fainted once at a doctor's office. I was young, there was blood, some hidden connection was made and pow! my face met the floor. Years later, when my Mother's coffin was lowered into the ground, I suddenly felt light-headed, got up, wobbled to my car and almost passed out, almost. Someone followed me and tapped on the window, I signaled that I was o.k. and waited for the disconnection in my

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So I've been out driving the roads; something I do when nothing seems to make a lot of sense. I have a friend who does this late at night, or early in the mornings, around 2 or 3 am, which ever way you want to look at it...she is alone, out there on deserted city streets. Me, I just take off when I can and drive the backroads. Usually I come home when it turns dark because I like being at home

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Horses pardon other horses. Why do Humans have so much trouble with this concept? Perhaps if we could just kick away at each other, the way horses in herd situations do, perhaps then we might not have problems with giving up on blame.Other animals establish leader/pack relationships through threats and physical attacks; there is rarely any question about which one is lead-mare or top-dog or

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Some mornings I am awakened by the sound of a softly mumbling muffler making a curve on the road outside. It is always between 4:30 and 4:45. I have worked it out in my mind that it is the car and driver which delivers the town's free newspaper, wrapped in a blue plastic sleeve. Usually it is a Tuesday. I think about that driver/delivery person: a kid? a woman? a guy? two people? Up and out in

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Fourty -plus years in a Horse career have convinced me that, like people, Horses do indeed have some Spirit/Soul somewhere inside their mind or body. When I look into their eyes, they look back into mine. Not like a dog looks; don't judge me as saying that I think dogs are without Spirits, no; a dog has to 'know' you before they look directly into your eyes, they have caution. A horse will

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