Boo hoo, it's me, Debbie Downer.
Hello. My name is Pessimistic Patty, and this is my sad face.
|have some "pro"/nice volunteer show pics to cancel out the whining|
My horse hates me, which really just brings this whole move full circle because I hate everything about the last two months.
For the past week, my horse hasn't wanted to be caught. He sees me pull into the parking area and makes haste to the far end of the paddock. When I go to get him from the corner he's stuffed himself in, hiding behind other horses, he plays Keep Away and walks out of reach.
It doesn't take too long to get hold of him, but the fact that he moves at all makes my already depressed and anxiety ridden psyche crumble to pieces. Bobby's never been the type of horse to come when called, but he's never taken so much as a step away from me when loose.
We've been working hard, but I make sure to stuff half a bag of treats down his throat before, during, and after every ride. I certainly don't beat him when he's in my possession, and aside from the one ride last week, there have been zero dramatics going on while in the saddle.
He just hates my stupid face, and quite frankly I hate this stupid place we're boarding at.
The facilities are great. The rings are beautiful and well maintained. There's plenty of turn out, the hay quality is exceptional, there's plenty of grain options, and I don't worry about the care of my horse at all.
But I'm not happy here. The "trails" seem to be perpetually under water and while you can walk down most of them, I have an event horse that needs real conditioning work. BO said there are more trails at the retirement barn, but my trailer isn't the easiest thing in the world to hook up by myself, and I don't think I'm capable of slotting it into its parking spot alone without smashing into one of the other trailers.
And I am pretty much always alone there. I'm not really a social person, but I miss having a barn family so much. The only people I've really interacted with are the BO who honestly kind of creeps me out, and the new BM who is....not someone I want to hang with.
So I've started the search for a new barn. Which I hate. I hate vetting facilities, and I hate having to get settled in to a new place. But I don't even want to go see my horse right now, even if he didn't hate me. I just don't want to be at the barn.
Had enough whining? Me too. I'm just going to google my little heart out and hope I find