Showing posts from June, 2016

In which we pack everything up and head for the hills -- have a great week!


In which Fiddle visits Doctor Dear again and the garden greens up

A bit of "ketchup" before we head for Renegade ridecamp  at the end of the week.

A week or so ago, Fiddle had a re-check appointment with Dr. Fehr.  Spellcheck refuses to recognize our vet's last name, and constantly changes it to "Dear" which is rather apt.

We did the usual walk-out and trot-out.

(Wonderful Rebecca is at the wheel again, so I could film and not be a limping distraction)

Bottom line:  Fiddle is better.

Not ready to start Tevis, or anything.

But certainly sound enough to start increasing the duration and speed of the weekly rides.

Here's the vet's report, biggify to see deets.

"RH still swinging in-and-out, still jiggy but jogged okay.  Short RH when outside of the circle.  

We are back to the point we were at our first visit [June 2015].
Fiddle shows some sensitivity with pressure placed over the medial aspect of the lower hock joings.  Therefore we will keep in mind her hocks may need to be injected.  Will assess in early August and…

In which we call in an expert adjudicator : Miss Ann Davis

Regarding the grievances currently facing my friends the Summers, I'm calling in an expert arbitrator:
Miss Davis.

I did not have Miss Davis as a first grade teacher, but I was taught by one of her soul-sisters.

If you are above the age of 7, it's likely that you, too, have survived the rigors of first grade, probably taught by a person similar in appearance and values to the esteemed Miss Davis.

Presumably, we were all able to satisfactorily demonstrate the skills needed to move on to higher grades and more complex situations.

And yet, with the grievance at hand, I see a return to elementary school behavior:
"He said"  "No, SHE said!"  "I did not, you pushed me!"  "You cheated, you must have cheated."  
"Miss Davis!  He got mad at me!"
Since the expertise of Miss Davis is needed, I shall ask Miss Davis to weigh in...or rather, the spirit of Miss Davis, since the sainted lady herself has been long since released to the Ultimate R…

In which we see text of the Protest and Grievance Committee findings

NOTE:  These findings have been copied/pasted from the PDF documents pertaining to three grievances arising from circumstances at the Lead Follow (Bumblebee) ride in January 2016.  I was not present at this ride and have no firsthand knowledge to report.  I am posting the findings here so that AERC members will see them.  These findings (barring an appeal) will also be published in an upcoming issue of Endurance News.
Because of blogspot's electronic dislike of PDF documents, I've had to tweak the formatting slightly to make the text readable, and to eliminate some random page numbers that inserted themselves into the body of the document.  I didn't make any other changes.  I hope I caught all the random stuff--if a number or character appears in a weird way, it's probably something I missed.  Sorry.
I will post my own opinions in an upcoming post.
American Endurance Ride Conference Protest and Grievance Committee Official Ruling  PROTEST BY SUSAN SUMMERS AGAINST…

In which AERC has made a mistake, and voices are needed

All y'all, I saw a notice on Facebook this morning that shocked me:  
Dennis Summers was handed a 1-year suspension for "unsportsmanlike conduct" by  the AERC Protest and Grievance Committee.


I mean, WHAT???!!!

I'm not going to pretend to be neutral and unbiased.  I know too many fine things about the Summers to be impartial, and I feel much too strongly to remain silent.

In fact, I am going to post my entire open letter to the AERC Board (it's down below). 
This is a timely issue, with only 30 days for an appeal to be submitted, so rather than wait for the next issue of Endurance News to be mailed,  I will post the entire text of the findings of the Protest and Grievance committee on this blog in the next few days.  Please stay tuned.
 If you want to write your own letter, the email addresses for the BOD are on THIS PAGE.
Here's my letter:
To the AERC Board of Directors and all other AERC members,

To say that I am appalled by the findings o…

In which we celebrate the Gotcha anniversary of Foxie

This week marks Foxie Loxie PantsOnFire MacFeagle's  one-year anniversary at the Farm.

In this time, he has learned essential farm dog skills.

He now performs essential tasks in camp

 and at home.

He's an excellent companion,   

and he has learned things that city dogs don't even know are possible.

Happy Gotcha Day, Fox!

In which another Yule Log video is posted and we relax

The trails were especially pretty today.

The sun was shining (kinda), and it wasn't raining or cold or windy.  
I had gotten up early because it's hard to breathe when every plant in the world feels the Urgent Need to Pollinate. Heavily. Right. Now, and I didn't need to be at work until after noon.
So of course, I went riding.

Fiddle and I are up to about 90 minutes per session, and I'm starting to add in more trot intervals.  But it's still mostly walking.
And it occured to me, as we walked along these pretty trails on this pretty day, that listening to the clop-a, clop-a, clop-a, clop-a of her feet is pretty good medicine.

I got out the camera.

Call it a "Yule Log" video, if you like.  I was certainly thinking of lytha in Germany as I filmed the various segments, because she loves the Yule Log.
I think we could all use a little trail time, sometimes.  Just listening to the sounds of Fiddle striding along makes me happier.  I hope it makes you happy, to…