In just two hours, we'd had a dozen calls and half a dozen emails on it. In three hours, it was sold for our asking price. So, while the cash was nice, it means that all this week I have no car. That is not so nice.
To keep some of my sanity, I have been buying things. As noted by the name of this blog, I don't often buy things because I'm usually like, "Hm. How do we pay the electric this month?" But March is the one time of the year that money flows and I've been trying to stock up on the few things I actually need for my pony while convincing Hubby that some of my wants should be included too.
First thing was a pair of paddock boots as my last pair look like this:
these babies), but I'm first going to see if they have them at the tack store in IL before buying them online. A new vest to match my new colors is also on the list, but I'm not sure when I'll be ordering that. And then Bobby and I finally registered ourselves with the USEA. Recognized events, here we come!
Hardly tack ho-ing compared to some of you crazies, but it was crazy for me.
Now for Pony Pants!
|last week, visiting his brother.|
I had an hour to get Bobby out of his paddock, groom, tack up, ride, untack, and turn him back out. He was too adorbs in the paddock. He was standing at the gate with Silver since Ranger and Spyder were in for lessons and as soon as I went in, he dropped his giant T-Rex head into my arms for a hug and face rub. Aww, Bobby likes me!
I fed him half a bag of carrots while attempting to make him look at least a little clean. Four days to himself to roll in the mud made for a very dirty pony. I speed tacked after doing a happy dance that the farrier will be out today to do his disgusting looking feet (Spring is coming. Bobby's feet are growing like they're on 'roids.), and we headed down to the arena.
For a fifteen minute ride, he was a good boy. He thought the poles stacked in the back of the arena might try to eat him, but once T started pulling them out, he felt assured they would eat her first and ignored them. We did basic w/t/c each way, a few leg yields, some shoulder-in at the walk, and called it quits. Sad face.
He got fed the rest of his carrots and a few peppermints, and I left BM with instructions to give him extra snuggles for the rest of the week. I won't see him again until Monday! This is sad face times ten because it's supposed to be in the mid-fifties and sunny this weekend. Hopefully I can get someone to change out his blanket for his sheet tomorrow. At least one of us should be able to enjoy the nice weather.
|also last week, visiting with sunny's hunky fellow palomino romeo.|