
The past week has gone by in a whirlwind. I worked at job one on Tuesday Wednesday and Thursday before class, and then on Friday I started my new job at the other farm. I never thought that doing stalls could be as relaxing as it is. Its a pretty simple morning routine - feed the inside and outside horses, turn them out, check waters, clean stalls. It only takes 1-2 hours depending on how many horses came in over night but either way its not bad. My shoulders are sore which is great, and when I turn out the horses I get to watch 8 absolutely gorgeous hunters float across the fields. All the horses that my boss owns are extremely well bred hunters. Two are retired, two are four year olds, one is a two year old, one is a broodmare, and two are currently show hunters. I'm lucky that I get to watch these beautiful horses float across the ground as I turn them out each day.
On Saturday I went out and did the stalls again, and then afterwards I drove to Raleigh for the Professional Auction Services Quarter Horse and Paint sale. Though I'm not a western person/rider I really love getting to understand different breeds and what their disciplines ask of the horses. I went down there with Grayson, David, and Mary, and our awesome vet, Dr. Schuler, also came. Having him sitting behind me, able to pinpoint even the most barely noticeable lameness, was really a treat. He's so good at what he does, and is so willing to teach those around him that I have gotten to a point where I find out when he is coming to the barn and I drop what I'm doing just to listen to him, watch him work, and absorb information.