Moving

I have had a busy few months. 

This month I was able to be the trusty steed that carried a special young lady for a ride.  She has Batten Disease and I was able to help grant a wish for her.  It takes a very special horse to grant wishes, that is why I was picked.

My special princess came out and took me to a clinic at the ranch.  While I love my new people, I have a special spot in my heart for the princess.  The SSP says everyone can see how much I love the princess.

I have to combine my blog with He of the Spotty Butt.  The SSP explained that she can't keep up with all of the fun horse activities and the blogs, so we are combining.

In My Kingdom We Remember and Pray For Peace

Bot Fly Boogie

I dislike bot flies, actually I loathe them.  Small invading terrorists whose only pleasure in life is to disturb my peace!

In the past I have dealt with them doing what the SPS calls the "Bot Fly Boogie", no it has nothing to do with he of the spotty butt (however they could all bug him and I wuldn't care).  I trot around and around in circles until the fly is to dizzy to keep up with me anymore.  This has been a good tactic but with my lady love Little Sister needing me close it is one I am trying to avoid.  So this year I have tried playing dead.  Turns out the little pests don't care if you are a dead horse or not. I have tried rolling.  The persistent creatures just wait for me to stop. So I am back to the bot fly boogie.  I just try not to stray too far from my lady so she doesn't worry.  The things a royal horse does for love.

Tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito (Yield not to misfortunes, but advance all the more boldly against them)

New love

I have a new lady love!  She is of royal decent with a very regal name.  All of us here call her Little Sister, she is a bit younger than me.  The SPS brought her home to retire, you see Little Sister is the daughter and mother of champions and now just needs to have peace and quiet.  She is almost completely blind in her left eye, so I walk along the fence with her to make sure she doesn't bump it.  I nicker to her sweetly to tell her how lovely she is.  Little Sister nickers sweetly back to tell me I am handsome.  We have a quiet, gentle love.  It is not like the "run the fences like a maniac" affairs I have had in the past.  She is a lady worthy of my regal attentions.
Tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito (Yield not to misfortunes, but advance all the more boldly against them)

Hope to see you there

Happy 4th!

Tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito (Yield not to misfortunes, but advance all the more boldly against them)

Swollen ankles

This is a photo of my hind legs. As you can see my ankles and fetlocks are usually nicely shaped. The SPS moved me to a large pasture hoping that I would make friends with Tahkoe...I didn't. But I did fall in love with He of the Spotty Butt's sister Dandi. She is sweeeeet. Zen the snooty Lipizzaner thinks he owns her and all the other mares in his pasture. He is mistaken, all the mares are smitten by my royal self. I have been spending most of my days for the past week courting all the mares, especially Dandi. Did I mention she is spicy? Well it seems I have been running the fence line too much and aggravated my hinds. They are swollen and sore, sore enough that I am not doing so much showing off. The SPS is going to start tucking me into a paddock at night and giving me extra joint supplements. She also told me that I need to learn to strut my stuff and not run around like a mad man. I heard mention of a cold hosing to help with the swelling, I hate getting hosed...I guess I will behave.
Tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito (Yield not to misfortunes, but advance all the more boldly against them)