Costa the Cob

So what have we been up to......................

Sunday 21st - first show of the season for the Mad Mare and I. So there I am seven o'clock Sunday morning rebathing the Mad Mare, because over night she has kept quite cosy by laying in a big pile of pooh...... so now her usually white neck and head are bright green and quite smelly, not exactly show material................... following this crisis everything went quite smoothly, the weather was dull and cool, but not raining (it did...

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Saturday started out warm bright, without a hint of a breeze or rain........The Mad mare loaded, travelled, unloaded, waited, tacked up, waited, was mounted, waited, participated in one hours worth of dressage training.........her list of achievements also included:- working in out line, excellent transitions, acceptance of aids, extension and rhythm in all gaits. Woohoo.......................we have it under the belt.

Sunday started warm, slightly misty, with...

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Well the weekend has quickly drawn to an end..... i am gutted. I had a weeks holiday and I have spent most of it in bed being a poorly person

However, on both saturday and sunday I have taken the mad mare for a lovely hack. On saturday she was a bit spirited and pranced along on her size twenty stilletoes, much to the delight of my friend, who said she grew by a foot in height, not to the delight of the cars that thought it was possible to squeeze behind her to pass. I suspect that...

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It is a little over eighteen months ago when I lost my previous mare "Rhia" and today my husband created a garden of rememberance for her.

Its a water trough filled with flowers, each flower has a special name pertaining to rememberance or memory, it was just the sweetest thing to do, and most appropriate to do it in a water trough.

It means alot to me and I look at it and it makes me smile, it makes me a little sad as well because I miss her so much, but for...

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I am still feeling rather rough, although better than I was, my energy still resemblers that of a marshmallow. Instead of schooling the mad mare today, I sat in her paddock with polos, everytime she came over to say hello I gave her a polo and a pat. in the end she stayed just for the fuss and did not leave when I all the polos had run out.

Its these small treasured moments that I live for, just the Mad mare and I enjoying each others company. What made me giggle was when she...

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