Barn Stories
Below are some new Stories I wrote this year. Just Click on the Link
(text in Blue) to read the complete Story
Sometimes people kid Monet that she looks like a Moose. Well there’s one
jogger on our road did did not think that was a kidding Mater! You will just have to Read, MOOSE Monet and me for Yourself.
Look! Monet says, there’s Monsters Over THERE!
Yea, Three of Them
Biscuit, our friendly Fjord saves the day Biscuit to the Rescue
There are lots of lessons that can be taught using real life issues, for instance, math for figuring out how much it cost to keep a horse in Alaska. I get asked this question all the time and instead of telling the kids, I give them a word problem. Well , lets see a horse eats about 20 lbs of hay a day, a bale of hay weights 50 lbs and cost about $12.00 so you tell me! My horses eat about 3 lbs of grain and grain cost $17/50 lbs. Calculate these numbers and you will get a good estimate of the feeding cost per horse for a month!!! ( by muplying by 30 of course).
Winter sometimes get the creative braincells a working and the other night that is what happen. It was warmer ( +20) and I got to thinking while cleaning and here’s what came to my mind.
Lessons Learned from the Pasture
Friends are fewer as the weather gets colder
When stuck with a problem you can’t solve, tackle it from a different angle.
No one tool is best all the time, you have to keep experimenting and be willing the change.
Always remember that exercise is extremely good for us, therefore cleaning the pasture should be top priory for our health.
Poop really does roll downhill, gathering speed,on its own, with little encouragement
(Lou was rolling Cannonballs made of poop down the hill at me)
Laughter makes the cleaning go faster.
A clean Pasture looks great in the Dark!
Friends to the Rescue -Way up in Alaska, between the two mountain ranges, you will find a little horse farm with too many horses and too many people having way too much fun… Well maybe you can’t have too much fun as long as it’s all legal and all. Normally we are a very laid back operation. Horses sleep or play in the Kiddy pool Friends to the rescue june 12
Monet takes the Cake –Well she took the day too. She really likes white cake
with lots of icing, (just like her owner).In case you can’t
tell, she is licking a paper plate in this picture. Monet takes the cake
Riders from Talkeetna Well instead of The Man from Snowy River,
yesterday we felt like The Woman from Talkeetna!. We did what suppose to have
been about a 10 mile easy trail ride which turned into a 20 mile slightly more
challenging trail ride. It was fun. The Riders from Tallkeetna
The Scary Sheepskin – One day a friend brought by a Black Dried
Sheepskin for our use with the horses. Horses don’t like weird shaped or funny
smelling objects so we decided to hang up the black Sheep skin and get the horses used to it. The Scary Sheepskin
July and Aug at the Barn. — Bet you thought I must have fallen off my horse and couldn’t get to the computer to write! But no, that was not the problem, well part of it, I couldn’t get to the computer to write for i was too busy riding horses.july and Aug at the Stables
Winter Horsese You will just have to open this one up to see what it’s all about. After all what is a “Horsese” Well in this case, just another typo by me but the story and pictures are good !!!
Well, that’s all the new stories I’m posting right now as I think the temps are up to Zero!! so it’s time to go work with some horses, instead of reading about it.
Below are some older stories but still really good!!!
Christmas Eve Wonder Christmas Eve 2010 Wonders
And now for the Rest of the Christmas Story
Many of you probable read my Christmas story about Santa’s Reindeer, if you didn’t its posted under the tab “Barn Story”. Now if you are like me, you probable asked the question, now just how would Santa’s Reindeer know about my place? A logical questions since we are at least 300 hundred miles from the North Pole.
Several days after Christmas, the answer came to me — CINCH!!!! He live at the North Pole, Alaska. I bet Cinch struck up a friendship with the local reindeer
and told them about his home in Palmer. He probable mentioned that if they were down this way, they should stop in and give his horse friends a message. He probable even told them where the feed room was so they could get a snack before continuing their long journey. Yep, I think That is who the reindeer learned about EZ Walking Stables.
The Bald Mountain Butt Buster 2
The Beach Ride in June 2010
The ride was incredible. It was low tide when we started and near high tide when we finished. The wide open spaces, wind, other horse galloping by and just the whole event did have its challenging moments but we worked through all that an
The Horses’ Halloween Trick 2009

Born Free –As Free as the Wind Blows Boy – Last few days, That’s a lot of Freedom!!! AND NOW FOR THE REST OF THE STORY. The Horses Holloween 09
April Fool’s Joke by Pathfinder.
April 1, Click the Blue next words to read the rest! April Fool Path
This next story, below was sent to me on the internet, I think. I didn’t comeup with us but I have head it most of my life. So Thought I would share.
A bay is hardy, a chestnut is fast, and you can’t kill a buckskin: he’ll last and last.
A grey is gentle, and a sorrel is hot. A dun is a horse you’ll be happy you bought.
White-eyes are flighty, white feet may crack. While some won’t rely on the feet of a black.
Some pintos are lucky, like the medicine hat, but all horsemen agree the best color is fat.
“Are we Horses or Are we Clowns”
Sometimes I believe that I am taking care of a bunch of clowns. First I have the little clown, Sidney. She thinks riding in the hay sled if fun. Maybe she believes she’s helping by putting her front feet in and pushing with her back. Picture this little horse with her front feet braced, her tail up and pushing away. Now I did get the feeling she was trying to direct the hay away from the herd and possible into a spot only she could get to. One time I must have been pulling the sled too fast for her so she ran up right behind me, in front of the sled, picks up her right front foot really high and slams it into the sled. I wasn’t sure if she was after me or what but then I saw Sidney was using her hoof like a hook and pulling the sled back to her. Sidney sometimes is like a bad neighborhood dog.
Another thing the little clown does is get into the trash and spreads it everywhere. Plastic bags don’t scare her. They should all be pulled out of the garbage cans and used to chase the other horses around. Especially Cinch. Sidney discovered how to make Cinch leave! Just try and put him in a garbage ba
Today I was out petting the horses and could tell some of them wanted grooming. SO I went and got a curry comb for they had a little snow and ice on their backs. I would pet/groom one and another horse would line up behind it or behind me so I could just turn around and start brushing. Sometimes they would remind me of the mafia by their tactics. When one horse was sure I wasn’t looking, they would reach out and bit the horse in front of them so that horse would loose his place in line. Then if I looked at the bitter, ears would come forward and you could see the question on their face, WHAT? “You going to brush me now?” Of course the bitten horse would look all discussed and go get in line again. Now one horse, Bandit, has his own tactics. I was brushing his right side, and then I turned around to brush Cinch’s left side as he was standing behind me. Bandit must have figured he wasn’t done yet so he walks up behind Cinch, pushes his butt into Cinch and lefts a leg to threaten him. Cinch moves and Bandit takes up his position to get his left side done. After I finished that side he was content and wondered off to nibble on some hay.
Oh yea, its still cold here. I ran outside to take a few pictures and when I got back in and pulled off my shoes, I could see frost or snow on my toes!!! Good thing I had my heaters on. ( Or course I was wearing my tennis shows for this short excursion). Guest this is why we need to always keep winter boots with us even is we are wearing dress shoes , tennis shoes and riding boots are my dress shoes.
Horses make their own bed
Some horses are really spoiled. My get their own bed of hay to sleep in. Sometimes I find 3 or 4 horses laying down on this old round bale. I was afraid the bale wasn’t the best for feeding so I decided to put it out without a round bale ring around it. Well the horses loved it. In 3 days they had it down to the round, eat some of it and spread the rest out for a bed. Some would just go over the bale and roll around while other stretched out on their sides and took a great nap. OF course other thought it was a good spot to poop but not too much poop was left there. I’m thinking around moving some of this old hay into the barn so the horses can enjoy it even after it snows today.
Pathfinder is ready for everything. He’s one happy horse as long as the other boys get away from his herd. On Sunday, I had Path out in his pasture. Now he’s not a hard horse to keep in. He doesn’t jump fences but he will duck under if given the chance. But I decided to let him out of his pen so he could stand on his hill and watch the other horses in the pasture in front of the barns. He really enjoys being on the hill and watching over the heard. I was keeping a close eye on him and could see him most of the time. Around 1pm, the herd started running, bucking and having fun around the front of the barn. I was standing in the house watching. Path was standing at the fence watching. I see him turn and walk away but I don’t think anything of it. He does have about an acre to roam and likes to move around.
