I have always tried to stay out of the damn drama and games that people play, but it seems that everytime I open myself up and think I have a close friend, I get a sharp pain in my back and sure enough it has happened again. I am sick of this.
I guess that is why I love my horses so much, they are honest about their feelings and don't play these petty little childish games. A horse is honest with you all the time, you know where you stand with them. You dont' have to worry about any of this crap.
One of my TRUE close friends always tells me that she is going to crawl under a rock and become a hermit, and I can understand why she feels that way. I am at that point right now, thank God for a loving husband or else I would go nuts.
I love my mustangs but due to all the crap and harrassment I have received in the past 5 years from other mustang people, I am sad to say, I do not plan on ever attending another adoption event. I have had horses my entire life, and I have never seen another more petty, revengeful, vidicative group of people any where. This is so sad, the only ones that suffer are the mustangs.
Just imagine what good us mustang people could do if we would unite instead of wasting all our energy attacking each other.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Ransom Update
I was recently informed that someone is worried about Ransom being skinny. Ransom has only been here for a total of 39 days. This is Ransom at the adoption.





This is Ransom in Amanda's trailer on the way home.
Ransom at home. He was just unloaded out of the trailer.

I truly hope that this person that is so concerned about him, can see that he is gaining weight. He was skinny when he got here, and is looking better all the time. I wormed him on Saturday, and will have to worm him again next weekend, as he has a lot of worms. He also had ringworm on him, but his hair is growing back in now. It has been treated daily also.
Yes you can still see his ribs, that is usually one of the last areas on a skinny horse to fill in. But folks it has only been 39 days, give me a freakin break. I will continue to post photos of my boy to prove that he is continuing to gain and that he will flourish here.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Wonderful Horsey Day
Yesterday was just a wonderful day, Cougar (Brady wants to call her) is finally learning that we will not hurt her, she accepted the pole on her back, giving to pressure, and even let me touch her face. She wants so badly to trust Brady and I, but isn't quite there yet.
Learning to lead.
Allowing me to touch her face, notice that her ears are up, and she is actually eating hay still. This is a huge step forward for her.
Cougar has a very nice head, whoever adopts her is going to be happy.
Stunner had a huge day yesterday, first him and Shawn got to know each other. We are trying to get him used to a lot of different people handling him.

Making friends with Shawn. Stunner was able to walk around the yard yesterday for the first time.
Following nicely along over garden hoses, around bikes, lawnmowers, and tarps.
Brady and Stunner playing in the water, Stunner loves to drink from the hose.





Making friends with Shawn. Stunner was able to walk around the yard yesterday for the first time.


Brady and Stunner playing in the water, Stunner loves to drink from the hose.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Country Roads
Now I know this is off topic, but I always get a kick out of taking some one down this road, some people hate it, some love, it makes some car sick, right Brady? Anyway, I just thought I would show my internet friends, the lovely Casar countryside.



This was the storm rolling in last night. I was standing on my porch.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Making progress
Well Image has finally decided that we are not going to hurt her. Yesterday she did so good. She is now leading a little, still working on backing, she doesn't like that.




She allowed me to rub her head for the first time yesterday. This filly been a challenge, but I think we are finally winning her over. She has stopped panicking when we approach her, now she will allow us to walk up to her.
We are now working on picking up Stunner's front feet. I am pushing him on this, as his feet are so long.








Friday, July 24, 2009
IMAGE's Story
Cougar’s Miracle Image
In a mountain valley somewhere on Bald Mountain Herd Management Area, a new life begins; the little bay filly opens her eyes for the first time. She discovers the tall mountains, the sagebrush and her wild herd that she is born into. This filly is born with instincts that a domestic horse will never know; she has the blood of her ancestors running through her veins as she grows stronger every day. The herd teaches her to run with all her heart from any danger, this will help to keep her alive.

Her home is also home to the Mountain lions, she lives in constant threat from them. One nice warm day about the herd approaches a water hole, before moving on to the next grazing spot. The mare and little filly walk to the water, at that exact moment the lead mare catches the smell of the cougar. She snorts and bolts away from the danger, but it is too late, the cougar pounces at the closest horse. It is the little bay filly, the cougar swipes her with one paw and knocks the filly sideways, and miraculously she keeps her feet, and runs off with the rest of her herd. But the little filly has not escaped without injury. Her right hind leg burns with pain, and she is limping. The cat tore muscles, skin and sinew off her leg. But the filly has a will to live, she fights the pain, the soreness, the desire to lay down and just give up.
She is in tremendous pain, as she follows the herd for the next several months. Finally her leg begins to heal it leaves her muscles bunched up and a huge scar.
In January, helicopters come and chase the herd to a trap site. Then she is processed and sent to the Palomino Valley Corrals. No one has noticed the scar as of yet.

After spending a couple of months at PVC, she is selected to become one of the Extreme Mustang Makeover horses in the Tennessee Eastern Stampede. So she is shipped to Elm Creek, then on to Cross Plains, Tennessee, where the youth trainer that was selected to train her for the EMM awaits to bring to North Carolina.
Once again she is loaded into a trailer and comes to Casar, NC to live for the next 100 days. She sees mountains again, but it is not her home mountains where she lived with her herd.
The little filly is scared and doesn’t understand what this boy wants of her; he is an enemy to her, just like the mountain lion that almost ended her life when she was so little, so she runs like her mother taught her to do. After a few minutes, the little filly realizes that the boy is controlling her and making her move. This greatly puzzles her, so she stops, and thinks about this, licking her lips and chewing it over in her mind.
The boy speaks to her in a nice calm steady voice, she cocks an ear toward him, she likes his voice, it is calming. Maybe, just maybe she thinks, this strange two-legged creature isn’t going to hurt her. She takes a step closer, then another… Finally she reaches up and sniffs his hand. She bolts away, but then realizes that the creature didn’t come after her, he just stood there. Hmm, she thinks, what is up with this? She sniffs him again, this time he touches her nose. She likes the feel of his touch, so she takes another step closer, then another, as he is rubbing her face. She likes the way the boy is talking to her.

This boy sees her scar, but doesn’t think it is ugly, but instead thinks it is like a tattoo, but with a much better story. This scar is a tribute to the hardiness of the mustang horse. It shows how this breed has survived in the wild for hundreds of years. It makes me proud to say that I am the proud adopter of 8 BLM mustangs. They have more grit in one hoof than most domestic horses have in their entire body. Our mustangs survive countless dangers on the range, due to that they know how to handle their body, they know where to put their feet, and they will survive.
Please continue to follow the progress of Brady Hickman and Cougar’s Miracle Image through the competition in Murfreesboro, Tennessee on October 23-25. Maybe if you attend you can be the lucky one to win the adoption bid on Cougar’s Miracle Image and take a Miracle home with you.
Written by Janet Hickman. I do not know if the events about the cougar attack are true or not, but this is my imagination of what happened to Cougar’s Miracle Image.
In a mountain valley somewhere on Bald Mountain Herd Management Area, a new life begins; the little bay filly opens her eyes for the first time. She discovers the tall mountains, the sagebrush and her wild herd that she is born into. This filly is born with instincts that a domestic horse will never know; she has the blood of her ancestors running through her veins as she grows stronger every day. The herd teaches her to run with all her heart from any danger, this will help to keep her alive.

Her home is also home to the Mountain lions, she lives in constant threat from them. One nice warm day about the herd approaches a water hole, before moving on to the next grazing spot. The mare and little filly walk to the water, at that exact moment the lead mare catches the smell of the cougar. She snorts and bolts away from the danger, but it is too late, the cougar pounces at the closest horse. It is the little bay filly, the cougar swipes her with one paw and knocks the filly sideways, and miraculously she keeps her feet, and runs off with the rest of her herd. But the little filly has not escaped without injury. Her right hind leg burns with pain, and she is limping. The cat tore muscles, skin and sinew off her leg. But the filly has a will to live, she fights the pain, the soreness, the desire to lay down and just give up.

She is in tremendous pain, as she follows the herd for the next several months. Finally her leg begins to heal it leaves her muscles bunched up and a huge scar.

In January, helicopters come and chase the herd to a trap site. Then she is processed and sent to the Palomino Valley Corrals. No one has noticed the scar as of yet.

After spending a couple of months at PVC, she is selected to become one of the Extreme Mustang Makeover horses in the Tennessee Eastern Stampede. So she is shipped to Elm Creek, then on to Cross Plains, Tennessee, where the youth trainer that was selected to train her for the EMM awaits to bring to North Carolina.
Once again she is loaded into a trailer and comes to Casar, NC to live for the next 100 days. She sees mountains again, but it is not her home mountains where she lived with her herd.
The little filly is scared and doesn’t understand what this boy wants of her; he is an enemy to her, just like the mountain lion that almost ended her life when she was so little, so she runs like her mother taught her to do. After a few minutes, the little filly realizes that the boy is controlling her and making her move. This greatly puzzles her, so she stops, and thinks about this, licking her lips and chewing it over in her mind.
The boy speaks to her in a nice calm steady voice, she cocks an ear toward him, she likes his voice, it is calming. Maybe, just maybe she thinks, this strange two-legged creature isn’t going to hurt her. She takes a step closer, then another… Finally she reaches up and sniffs his hand. She bolts away, but then realizes that the creature didn’t come after her, he just stood there. Hmm, she thinks, what is up with this? She sniffs him again, this time he touches her nose. She likes the feel of his touch, so she takes another step closer, then another, as he is rubbing her face. She likes the way the boy is talking to her.

This boy sees her scar, but doesn’t think it is ugly, but instead thinks it is like a tattoo, but with a much better story. This scar is a tribute to the hardiness of the mustang horse. It shows how this breed has survived in the wild for hundreds of years. It makes me proud to say that I am the proud adopter of 8 BLM mustangs. They have more grit in one hoof than most domestic horses have in their entire body. Our mustangs survive countless dangers on the range, due to that they know how to handle their body, they know where to put their feet, and they will survive.
Please continue to follow the progress of Brady Hickman and Cougar’s Miracle Image through the competition in Murfreesboro, Tennessee on October 23-25. Maybe if you attend you can be the lucky one to win the adoption bid on Cougar’s Miracle Image and take a Miracle home with you.
Written by Janet Hickman. I do not know if the events about the cougar attack are true or not, but this is my imagination of what happened to Cougar’s Miracle Image.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Image & Stunner

Well last night Image made huge improvements. She is facing up with Brady, and is now touching the pole without trying to strike or bite it. YAY. This filly has a wonderful flowing trot, and will make a very smooth ride for someone in a couple of years. I am really impressed with her. And love her built. To me she is more dun than bay, she doesn't look dark enough to be a bay. I hope to get a video of her today, I want to show off that nice trot.
The bad thing is Image has a terrible snotty nose, so she is on meds, and is being kept far away from everyone else, which has greatly upset her. She has been whinnying non stop for two days. But it also has her looking to Brady for companionship, which is wonderful.
Stunner is doing great, and is trying so hard to figure out what Brady wants of him. He is now leading, backing and yielding his hindquarters. He is still very nervous about anything touching his hindquarters, but is getting better all the time.








Jiggs is going to be one BIG horse, measuring from the point of her knee to the ground is 16.2. If that test is accurate that means she is going to be 16.2 hands high. It should be interesting to see how close she gets to this. But I was told by someone who was at the roundup of this herd that there was some 17 hand horses captured. I would highly recommend anyone that is thinking of adopting to check out the current Internet Adoption, as there are several Rocky Hills horses on her, include a very nice grulla filly. Burns Oregon also has a nice horses on there, that is where my Ransom is from.
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