August 20, 2020

Lil Star ~ We DID IT!!

 She's soooooooo cute!!!


Check out those feet!!


Lil Star is one of my new babies. 

She's a paint Mini Mare.

She was part of the {hoarded herd} that was rescued from the hoarder. Many folks know of the 'Fall City 40' but what they don't always know is that there was well over 100 horses, kept at various locations. Lil Star was part of the Auburn herd of over 60. 

I had seen her picture at auction a couple years ago. I missed out then. So when I seen her in the herd.... 
and when she separated me and wouldn't let the other horses around me, we knew. 

She was coming home.

One of my vets estimated her age at 4-1/2 to 5 years. So she's really quite young. 

I was told she's Very healthy! 
{ That felt good to hear. }

Since coming home, She's added on some groceries, 
and today - we were able to get her 2 front feet done. 
And boy did they need it! She was going pigeon toed they were so long. 

You see...... someone, somewhere, didn't do it right. 
Some people just shouldn't have animals !!


When Lil Star came home, she had some issues to correct. .

  • Nipping
  • Kicking
  • Chasing goats, chickens, dogs, kids, anything in her field.
  • Not letting you get anywhere near her right side. 
  • She would run in circles anytime you put her on a lead line and tried to lead her anywhere. 
  • She would crunch up her butt, like she was going to get beat anytime you were near her rear end. {And you had to be careful to not get kicked}
  • She wouldn't let you catch her when she was in her field.
  • She wouldn't come into the barn if anyone was in there but me.
  • She would run circles and freak out anytime my mare was out of sight.
  • Putting a blanket on her - wasn't going to happen.
  • A bath wasn't going to happen.
  • Brushing her any where with any kind of brush wasn't happening.
  • Touching her feet much less trimming them wasn't going to happen.


They say a picture is worth a thousand words.... 
Here it is, right down to the bow in her forelock as well. 

It's taken a few months. It's taken every day. It's taken minutes at a time. It's taken patience. It's taken persistance. It's taken passion. It's taken time. 

And I can not say it over and over again enough. 

Training takes trust!!!!!!!


Lil Star has quite a list of accomplishments.

  • She doesn't bite unless she feels cornered.
  • She doesn't threaten to kick.
  • She doesn't crunch up her butt and likes being scratched.
  • She lets you brush her mane and tail. She even let me trim them.
  • She took a couple bathes now.
  • She wears her bathrobe blanket.
  • She let's me touch her all over.
  • She let's me pick up her feet.
  • She lead in and out of the barn and takes walks down the drive.
  • No more frantically running in circles. 
  • She plays with her ball and other toys.
  • She can stand relaxed for at least 30 minutes without being stressed.
  • She likes being with me and enjoys just hanging out.
  • She let's other people be in the barn with her.
  • She's let others pet her.
  • She trusts me enough to give kisses!
We've come a long way and I'm so happy today because we did her feet without having to sedate her. It was a bit rough, but will rapidly improve in time. 

TRUST plays a big part.

Additionally I couldn't have done it without Juliet.

We owe much thanks to her trainer, Juliet of JC Horse Training.

Check her out she's awesome! 

Blessed by God
Life's good @ the Bright side of the Barn
Thanks for Stopping by
Until next time, Stay safe and Happy Trails.

#inthebarnyard, #lovemyhorses, #horsetraining,

You wouldn't believe .....

 I've chosen to involve myself in a few rounds of therapy. It started after a 'stroke' that was misdiagnosed and a recovery process that took a mountain of faith to overcome. It actually took several years and a few therapists to find the one that I could actually communicate and relate to. One that actually 'helped' me and my healing. 

It was during one of our sessions, that the title of "my book" came up. By this point in time she had come to know quite a bit of the '**it' that collectively became 'my life'. So the title most appropriately fitting ~

"You wouldn't fucking believe me if I told you, but this is my life"

Today's story is just one of the many that make up the totally awesomeness of my crazy life. You see..... 

The year was 1991, my 4 kids and I were on our own after the divorce. I started a new job and it wasn't long before we met 'Timber'.  Within a year we all moved into Timber's big house and as roommates and friends and what ever label one puts on it..... We grew into a family. His son joined us after the first year or so. {That would be another chapter}.

Now 9 years and 1 month later, we married, as a family. It was a big ordeal and we pulled out all the bells and whistles and made it a big shin dig for the family.....

We even put the big house up for sale.

Shortly after .... While the wedding cake was still warm.... our ex's...

You know those other parents? that had nothing to say for the past 9 years and 1 month.... 

Were now accusing us of 'child abuse'. One parent took us to court in one county, the other parent took us to court in another county. Both owed us child support in the 000,000.00 digits.

After spending everything we had left, we ended up losing the brand new house we had put all of our money down on. Courts drug on and on, we lost wages, had to pay guardians {which are a joke} attorneys, and everything else. 

Of course we won both cases. It was pretty obvious that the ex's were just trying to get child support. {another chapter}.

The courts ordered the children returned to us, and we were never again a family. We split up and went our separate ways. The kids had lost the most, and nobody ever got over it. A lot of dark days, years and chapters almost unbearable to write. 

Now here we are and the year is 2020. The kids are grown and the grand kids are growing so fast there is already great grand kids. 

And we are here, buying a brand new house together and starting the life, we tried to have 20 years ago. 


Told you, you wouldn't believe it.


Blessed by God,
Life's good at the Bright side of the Barn
Thanks for stopping by
Until next time, Stay Safe and Happy Trails.

#mynewlife, #lovemyfamily, #dreamscometrue, 


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