My Ace in a Hole Working on a huge farm owned by a vet has many benefits. In my year there, I learned things that still carry me today. Being able to take care of all kinds of wounds is an important one. Not being shocked by
Read more →The Winning Card There are many PMU horses that crossed my path over the years. Some I bought, some were owned by friends or acquaintances, and some entered my life, quite by accident … happy accidents though. Ace was one of the accidental ones. I hadn’t gone
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The Little Ones Not only did I seek out and rescue horses and ponies that were starved and mistreated, I also bought foals whenever I could, PMU foals. To any who aren’t familiar with what PMU stands for, it’s pregnant mare urine. Back when I was young,
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Our New Friend Once a week, we go for farm fresh eggs. I would say free range, but of course there’s no such thing as free range, when the snow is several feet deep and bitter windchill, bites bare skin. Still, the eggs are produced by chickens
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Snowbound Back when I was a teenager, I bought many starved and often abused horses and ponies to bring back to health, train and find good, loving homes for. Hippy was one of these. A lovely, tri-coloured pinto, she was as wild as she looked. She had
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