The Rider

The rider

Soon it will be the time of the year, when you start to decide what new offit for the up-coming show season you will want to have.  New colors, new blouse, new equipment.  When our shop was open, it was the time of year when made a lot of money.  Moms would come in early and to see about a show clothes,  show halter or perhaps even a new show saddle.

First they would have to deiced on the color so they could match their show blanket with their blouse.   Then they always would look for a way to  add  a little extra  silver. Perhaps a silver concho for their show bridle.  Several times, especially if I knew the parents,  I would  ask it they needed a few more lessons first, before a several thousand dollar  show saddle.   Sometimes, my comment was not appreciate.

Sometimes we forget that it is not  the re-design on the outside that matters, but it it the design on the inside.  That life-lesson has only  been easier to learn as I have gotten older, but it it s hard lesson for me.

We were up with the Mobile unit at a horse show in MN, and I got a few extra minutes to watch the pleasure classes.  I love those classes.  Anyway, A young girl road in the arena, with  such an air of confidence about her, that you know she was going to place, if not win.  She had a simple blue jean vest with a cute fur collar worn simply with a tan colored  turtleneck.  She had absolutely no glitter anywhere except for a smaller silver belt buckle.  She had a simple square skirted , clean working saddle, and the bridle was just a one-eared simple headstall, with  no silver added.

She was a pleasure to watch, and she did win almost every pleasure class she entered.   Just a reminder to me you do not always need to have a lot of glitter if you already shine on the inside and when you meet a person that really know this in their heart, they shine.

It is easy to fall into tying to get the prettiest outfit, and I have done that one as well in my lifetime,  but now I find my time spent trying to bring out more of what is on the inside.  I want to shine in my own light.

For today, look inside for  your own light and let it shine for the entire day.

Remember, I believe in you.  I believe in your dreams.

Always remember to Greet the world like your horse greets you, as if there is no tomorrow.

Just  WHINNNNNY and  enjoy the ride!

Daily Oats: Livin for the whinny

Whinny’s
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Published in: on March 21, 2014 at 6:54 pm  Leave a Comment  

Gratitude

Daily Oats: Food for the horse lovers soul

Within the days of my youth,  I would spend hours in the barn just listening.  Every time when I would feel lonely or lost, I would head to the barn.   Behind the silence of the closed barn doors, was music that captured my heart and soul.  Music designed by  the  occasional hoof beat on the wooden planks on the stall floor,  the sound of hay being pulled from a hay feeder, the swish of a long tail,  the sound of a heavy breath,  and I would try to pause as long as I could to hear the sound of the horses enjoying every  morsel of  oats.

It was within the creation of the symphony “Dance with Horses” that made the troubles of the world that would had  totally tied in knots, just melt away, even if it was for only a few moments.   The music of the horse, allows the world to stop and allowed me to connect with  my soul.

It is called unconditional love.  It is funny, that even just standing their eating, or just swishing their tail how their love  can bring such piece to our hearts.

What I learned in my youth, I still find great comfort in as an adult.  When I find myself in those moments of such loneliness or despair, their is nothing better than a trip to the barn and a few moments of complete solitude with someone that allows me to be totally me.  But what I realized  is  those moments of great despair only occur  when I am not returning that same unconditional love to those around me.

It is when I forget to show  gratitude for the countess blessing in my life,  that  devastating loneliness and desperation appear and  fill me to the such dept that I can no longer cope.  I still love the fact I can go to listen to the music in the barn, hug a horse and get lost for a few moments. However, the trouble with the horse fix, is that sooner or later, I have to return to deal with the same situation before I escaped to listen to the music of the barn.
Always remember to Greet the world like your horse greets you, as if there is no tomorrow.

Just WHINNNNNY and enjoy the ride!

Daily Oats: Livin for the whinny

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Published in: on March 2, 2014 at 12:25 am  Leave a Comment  

How bad is your horse addiction?

You are Very Bad if!

*if you have hay under your hat as you walk in the house.
*If you examine every piece of rope or twine for its
halter potential.
*If you take someone’s temperature and think 102°F is
normal.
*If you always keep carrots, apples, and sugar cubes in
your refrigerator and ginger snaps on the shelf.
*If you prefer the smell of stable to perfume.
*If, between chores, you nap in the warm room with your boots on
*If you still have your childhood horse statues in your
bedroom.
*If your daughter can’t wait until she’s big enough for tall boots
*If you talk to your horses more than your spouse.
*If you spend more time at the feed store than the grocery
store.
*If you cringe at paying five bucks for lunch, but won’t
blink at twenty or thirty spent on a riding lesson.
*If mucking stalls is more appealing to you than doing
housework.
*If you complain about aching after raking the yard, but will
never voice your back pain from the ride the previous day.
*If your room looks like a tornado hit, but you make sure
your horse’s stall is spotless.
*If every time you find a horse item, you buy it…
*If you buy horse earrings for your daughter, even though her ears aren’t
pierced.
*If your room is covered with horse posters, pictures of
you riding, horse calenders, and other assorted horse stuff
*If every time you go to watch a movie, you ask, “Are
there horses in it?”
*If every time you go to BLOCKBUSTER, you head for the
kid’s/family section because it’s most likely to have
horse videos.
*If you own three or more t-shirts with various horse
events, barns, or breeds on them.
*If you turn down a vacation to Florida because you don’t
want to miss your riding lesson… (the only way you’ll
give it up is if you’re promised a ride in Florida)
*If you find proof that there ARE in fact horses in
heaven.
*If you will read an entire magazine about horse
physiology, but hate biology.
*If when at the grocery store, you determine to buy
carrots and apples… for the horses at the barn.
*If you refuse to shovel snow, but gladly shovel stalls”

Hope this brought you some smiles, either for yourself or some horse lover that you know. Just remember, it’s all true.

Just WHINNNNNY and enjoy the ride!

Daily Oats: Livin for the whinny

Whinny’s

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Published in: on August 20, 2013 at 6:12 pm  Comments (1)  
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All I have learned in my life, I have learned from my horse

• When in doubt, run far, far away.
• You can never have too many treats.
• Passing gas in public is nothing to be ashamed of.
• New shoes are an absolute necessity every 6 weeks.
• Ignore cues. They’re just a prompt to do more work.
• Everyone loves a good, wet, slobbery kiss.
• Never run when you can jog. Never jog when you can walk. And never walk when you can stand still.
• Heaven is eating at least 10 hours a day… and then sleeping the rest.
• Eat plenty of roughage.
• Great legs and a nice rear will get you anywhere. Big, brown eyes help too.
• When you want your way, stomp hard on the nearest foot.
• In times of crisis, take a poop.
• Act dumb when faced with a task you don’t want to do.
• Follow the herd. That way, you can’t be singled out to take the blame.
• A swift kick in the butt will get anyone’s attention.
• Love those who love you back, especially if they have something good to eat.
All I need to know in life I learned from my horse:

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Greet the world like your horse greets you, as if there is no tomorrow.

Just be the WHINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNY!!

Daily Oats: Livin for the whinny

Whinny’s
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Thinking spring, so we already those hard to find items our arena  number clips, blanket bars, and number magnet sets.

Arena number holders and show silver.

Published in: on March 14, 2013 at 10:32 pm  Leave a Comment  
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The Ode to the husband of the wife that owns a horse.

My wife has a Quarter Horse, with shortened mane and extra long tail.
She thinks he is the finest thing that ever jogged a rail.
She calls him Dandy Darling, and if the truth I tell,
That fancy pampered Quarter Horse has made my life pure hell!

My wife she used to cook for me and serve it with champagne.
But now she’d rather feed that horse and fix him special grain!
She rides him every morning, and grooms him half the night.
And the last time that she kissed ME, was just to be polite!

He dresses better than I do, with matching wraps and ties.
My wardrobe’s so neglected now, that I attract the flies!
One day my wife was shopping, she was way down at the mall.
And fancy, pampered DANDY was just a standing in his stall.

He looked so smug and sassy, that I began to grin.
I’d saddle that fat sucker up, and take him for a spin!!
I’ve wondered since if the cues I gave, he may have misconstrued.
Cause when I climbed aboard that horse, he rightly came UNGLUED!!!!

He bucked and spun, and snorted fire, then threw me through a fence!
I saw big stars and there are 6 teeth, that I ain’t heard from since!
My wife came home and saw me, just a lying in the dirt.
She rushed up to her HORSE and asked him, “Sweetheart are you HURT?”

He’d scratched his nose a little bit, and the memory galls me yet……
She left me lying in the mud, and ran to call the VET!!!

Published in: on February 16, 2013 at 12:38 am  Comments (1)  
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The Rose

I found this on Facebook and I just had to share.

An 87 Year Old College Student Named Rose

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn’t already know.
I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me
with a smile that lit up her entire being.

She said, “Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I’m eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?”

I laughed and enthusiastically responded, “Of course you may!” and she gave me a giant squeeze.

“Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?” I asked.

She jokingly replied, “I’m here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids…”

“No seriously,” I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.

“I always dreamed of having a college education and now I’m getting one!” she told me.

After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.We became instant friends. Every day for the
next three months, we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this “time machine”
as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.

Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and
she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I’ll never forget what she taught us. She was
introduced and stepped up to the podium.

As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, “I’m sorry I’m so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I’ll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell
you what I know.”

As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, “We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop
playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day.

You’ve got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.
We have so many people walking around who are dead and don’t even know it!There is a huge difference between growing
older and growing up.

If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don’t do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old.

If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.

Anybody can grow older. That doesn’t take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change.
Have no regrets.

The elderly usually don’t have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those
with regrets.”

She concluded her speech by courageously singing “The Rose.”

She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.

At the year’s end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died
peacefully in her sleep.

Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it’s
never too late to be all you can possibly be .When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they’ll really enjoy it!

These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.

REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS
OPTIONAL.

We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.

Just WHINNNNNY and enjoy the ride!

Daily Oats: Livin for the whinny

Whinny’s

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Published in: on February 6, 2013 at 6:12 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Valentine’s Horse Lover’s Fun

I asked this question on Facebook and thought you might enjoy some of the answers.

Valentine giveaway. Great prizes for my horse loving Friends

Just answer this question.

If the most significant other in your life were a horse, what kind of horse would it be and why?

  • by nature in any OTTB so that is my riding partner, but if it was to live in my house I would be drawn to an American quarter horse to their adaptability and great nature!
  • A jackass. Talented, sure footed, hard worker, just flipping adorable, sweet, but hard headed and stubborn as all get out. When he sets back and balks, no force on gods green earth will move him if he thinks what he is doing is the right thing to do……and we have the most beautiful mule headed children ever!! (although the grand-mules disprove the whole sterility thing…LOL)
  • An Arabian stallion beautiful to look at strong willed unpredictable and always entertaining and those dark eyes that melt my soul if he were a horse of course of course ………,

It would have to be a Tennessee Walking Horse, because, not only are they calm, regal, loyal,smooth and beautiful…..they also have a heart as big as Texas!!! I love my TWH’s!!! (:

  • Tennessee Walking Horse, has Class , style, presents, and southern charm, and not to hard to look at, with a super disposition, not a quiter.
  • A Morgan as he is so similar to my Morgan fellow in his cheeky but try his heart out for you nature with a dash of arrogance lol
  • A Clydesdale because I love the size of them and the strength and they are so majestic looking! They also have great personalities!
  • A Polish Arabian would be the one for me!! They are loyal to their person, have lots of personality, are fun to be around, and are very hearty! Love Arabs! My boy, Ramah, is a great example of the above traits that Arabs possess!
  • A rescue of unknown breeding that connects with my heart- we can save each other and show the world that one man’s trash can be another woman’s treasure
  • Gypsy Vanner- strong, hard working and a great disposition, eager to please, and wonderfully handsome! Something about those black and white Vanners with those beautiful legs takes my breath away!
  • He would be any sweet middle-aged gelding who loves me half as much as I love him!
  • A Frisian – exotic to look at, great mover, level headed, and a gentle giant (actually getting the best next thing next spring – my sweet Arab mare is being bred to a GORGEOUS and sweetheart Frisian in April).
  • Not a horse… A mule. Stubborn, hard worker yet irresistible to love!!!! Lol
  • Thoroughbred because many people stereotype them but with the right hands, training, and love they turn into wonderful, competitive, successful horses. Especially in barrel racing and cow work where most people doubt me and I prove them wrong. The bond with this breed can be just as amazing as any other breed, hot or not.
  • Clydesdale strong beautiful & talented
  • My husband would be a Quarter Horse, a stud that probably should have been gelded long ago. No performance records, not that well trained, not really much to look at either. His true value lies in his amazing offspring…he throws BEAUTIFUL babies and I’m glad I have him!
  • Heh, he is gonna hate me for this… But he would a 25 year old lesson horse. He’s steady, dependable, somewhat lazy, and eats way too much for the work he does. He’s been there, done that, and not much phases him these days. But he’s also never put a foot wrong, can still “kick up his heels” with the young colts, and I trust him with my life
  • My significant other as a horse would have to be a quarter horse. Each quarter horse I have had has been dependable and there for me no matter what. They put me first and work hard to settle any disputes along the way. Sometimes they become a bit scared but I can return the favor and help them get through anything. They are strong, beautiful, and athletic but do not judge me for my tall height or weight. When I want to try something new or polish an old skill, my quarter horse is versatile in attempting to try it with me, even if it is not his cup of tea. When I have a bad day, a quarter horse listens. A quarter horse will stand behind me and let me shine or lead the way when I need a hand.
  • Already own him…my Kentucky Mtn stallion, Storm. He is more of a gentleman, than most men I have met. He is a good looker, fun, and has a quirky sense of humor. Kind, loves children, and most ppl don’t know he is a stallion as he doesn’t act like a dorky boy. What more could one want in a guy?
  • I too own a beautiful, smart, dependable and funny Kentucky Mountain Saddle Horse!
  • He would be an Arab quarter horse cross. strong willed, and strong.
  • A paint, just as beautiful on the inside as he is handsome on the outside. Reliable with just enough spirit to keep things interesting. One I could lean on when I’m down, one that comforts without words, one to share the good times, the awesome memories and my life with.

There are are at least a 100 more on the Knot-a-Tail Facebook page.  Way too fun to read.

Always remember to Greet the world like your horse greets you, as if there is no tomorrow.

Just  WHINNNNNNING out loud as much as possible!

Daily Oats: Livin for the whinny

Whinny’s
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Published in: on February 4, 2013 at 3:23 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Winter’s Dream

What is your winter’s dream?  Is it something left over from this summer?

It is difficult to say what is impossible, for the dream of yesterday is the hope of today and the reality of tomorrow. So when you ride,  make sure you take your “dream your own impossible” with you on the ride.
Faith will allow our inner  spirit to lift us and only then is no obstacle is too great to overcome.
I am a Cowgirl, and I can fly without wings I just climb on my favorite steed and I close my eyes, for I know that it is within my horse’s heart,  I have found the greatest love there has ever been.

Courage is doing what you’re afraid to do.  You do not need courage to overcome your fear, you just need something more important, that for all horseman is where your deep love for your own passions comes alive, to overcome and believe in  all that you dream. But first you must dream, then the fear will just disappear   Be inspired with the beauty of the love of a horse and the greatness of your own heart.

To accomplish great things you must first believe and next  dream and dream big.    Just wondering what you are believing in today???

Remember always be the whinny, at greet everyone like your horse greets you!
Whinny’s

Roberta  CEO   Knot-a-tail .com

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Make sure you check out all the new entries.  Ends 10/31/212 at midnight.

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Published in: on October 31, 2012 at 4:23 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Whinny’s from the barn

What if today, was your  most perfect day? The most astonishing day of you entire life up to this one moment. The one day you have been waiting for that could change everything into the life of your dreams.

Here is what happened:  good  becomes great. great would becomes amazing, amazing  becomes the stuff of legends.

“How?” you ask.  By taking advantage of the good and wonderful things about to happen for you by treating everyone with a Great BIG Whinny and treat all with a love and an ever so eager kindness. Like if they all as valuable to your heart and soul as your horse: by thinking  mostly of those things that please you. Then  go out in the world, just a bit, where you could meet, and mingle, and fall in love?

How much would you be clucking right now? Thumbs under your armpits, getting funky? Bobbing your head?  Dancing with every horse in the barn! Start clucking baby! Beam, Whinny and then cluck some more.   

You got it…..Now today is your perfect day.

Whinny’s from the barn.  XXOO Roberta!


Published in: on April 16, 2012 at 2:02 pm  Leave a Comment  

The gift

Time and time again, my readers have sent me notes that they feel as if there horsse are their most precious gifts.  What a way to start the morning, with a welcoming whinny from the barn.   And then there is all the smells that delight the senses: the small of fresh hay, and the sweetness of the morning oat.   And  of course there is all the sounds.  The chomping as they chew, and their every shifting of their feet.    I love to put a brush in one hand and then sweep by other hand along the  same brush stroke.  And who doesn’t love a warm soft nose held in our hands.    Every human sense comes to life and awakens our very  soul. It is wondrous  delight,  a gift directly from heaven.

I know some mornings, in the hurry of the day, I have missed the presence of that gift.  It is too easy to do, in the moment you have to just get one more thing done.  However, what I forget even more, is that I too am that very gift to others. With every encounter I have with some one else that arrives in my day, I am that very  gift.

The only question is,  am I “A GIFT” that they want to receive or one that they would rather leave un-opened.   Each moment, each one of us is a gift to the other person, what if we were to treat them as openly and lovingly as our horses treat us.   I know what would happen, our world would change and so would theirs.   Millions of horse people, giving out generous, glorious morning whinny’s all those that come upon their trail.

Be ” THE GIFT’ that you have always wanted to receive.  Give them a WHINNY that they will never forget!

For today, I am going to be the whinny that has delighted my heart for so many years and I am going to use it to put the DELIGHT back in their day as well.

Have a great  WHINNY of a Sunday morning, everyone.

Just start WHINNNNNNING our loud as possible!

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Whinny’s
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Published in: on March 25, 2012 at 12:49 pm  Leave a Comment  
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