I worked for a good 45 minutes straight on both of those stirrups. They. Were. Nasty. I know they will just get dirty again but I can't stand it. I clean my stirrups like, every time I ride. I can not stand dirty tack. So now, they are white as opposed to brown. No kidding, they were brown!
|David had to check it out.|
I had cleaned my saddle before I traded it because I advertised it as in fantastic condition and clean so I wanted it clean, I kind of think you should clean up a saddle a bit beforehand but I'm okay with work, soo...
|Look! White stirrups!|
There are stains on the seat, which I'm not overly fussy about because my butt will be there and cover them, but the silver is nasty so I'm going to get some polish for the silver recommended by another horsey friend. The scallops are still nasty, working on them some more today. I'll maybe probably be riding tomorrow after some plans with friends if we get back early enough. I think we will. Just have to tow my mother out.
|After the cleaning. So Shiny!!|
We got word on Spirit yesterday from A. She said that after two days of stall rest he is perfect again, definitely NOT laminitis like we thought it could be. We're 99.9% positive that it's stone bruises. I asked her if she thought he'd be okay for a ride on Saturday-she walked him everywhere to check him out and etc-and she said that she thinks he'll be fine. Acting bratty again so more Spirit-like.
|The things this kid does.|
"People don't seem to understand my "obsession" with horses. It's not an obsession, it's a passion. You may be passionate about a sport, but I'm passionate about something deeper. I love the sport, but I didn't fall in love with the sport, I fell in love with horses. Your equipment is a baseball bat, a ball, but mine is a living and breathing creature, capable of love and passion. It's something that could kill me any second, but chooses not to because I form a bond with it and we make a team. I dream of one day showing in Ranch Pleasure, showing off my passion and my bond with an amazing horse, preferably Red, but if I never get to, I'm fine with that. If my only reward for loving horses is having those special ones in my life, that I know love me back, that's enough. You say I'm obsessed? I take it as a compliment. I'm not partying, or doing drugs like a bunch of other kids do at my age. I'm doing something that I am truly passionate about. I'm making a difference for that one horse that made a huge difference in my own life and I will never regret one second of my horse-crazy'ness. I couldn't be happier with my life. God gave me this passion, He gave me horses and I thank Him for that every day, because I don't know what I'd do without them. (And also, I've made some pretty amazing, life-long friends along the way that I don't know what I'd do without. I'd list all of them, but it'd take awhile and this status is SUPER long anyways, lol)"
Then I added a photo of Red and I because my horse is just awesome.
Take that, Mr. "Horses are silly."