Saturday, November 05, 2005

The Trouble With April...


Where does one start with April? How high is the decked stacked against her to be a normal filly? lol

Well, to answer both of these questions is very easy. She is the daughter of Ophira (Vera). If you have ever had the pleasure of knowing Vera, you would know that she is not the easiest of mares to have around, yet, for some reason, Vera and I get on quite well.

April is nothing like her father, Canadian Silver (does he have a baldy face and three white socks? Um, no!), so the blame must rest entirely on her mother.

April is also nothing like her half sister, Oriana, who was quiet and obliging and easy going. Its terrible to think that April is the last of Vera's progeny... in fact it downright scary!


To get a better picture of yesterday, I think I had better rewind to the start.

It was a normal day, I overslept and was late getting off to work. Chris was coming to have a look at Caramel as she had developed a bit of a cough that we felt needed further investigating. Due to the fact that we werent quite sure what the hell we were going to do with April, she had not been microchipped, but because Chris was making his way out here, we thought, why not.

Why not indeed!

So, anyway off I went to work after the power was off for 45minutes.

Meanwhile, back at Massie Lodge bedlam had broken out.

April was NOT going to be caught and in the large paddock they were in, Evan had no chance. So, he opened the gate out into the laneway so that he could eliminate some space. Well, all 3 girls high tailed it out into the lane way. April had decided that she would bolt up to the gate and Evan decided to open up Susie's paddock so that he could use the gate as a type of blockade. This made 5 fillies and mares having the time of their life in the alleyway.

Meanwhile, April decided to use her head and climed through the fence at the top of the yard back into her yard. Yes, you read correctly. She climbed through the fence.

It was at this point in time that I had decided to call Evan and see how his day was going. Um, wrong move!

It was a very short call. His day had degenerated at a rate of knots. I picked up my bag and keys and hightailed it home. I couldnt let him be there with all this chaos happening. By the time I got home, all fillies and mares were in their appropriate yards and our dear April had been put in the stable next to Caramel. Not happy Jan.

Talk about a carry on because she was away from her friends.

I would like to add at this point that Lily and Shorts are not missing April. They are indeed much happier to be without her.

So, after a state near normality had returned to Massie Lodge, a car pulled in the drive with a float attached.

AAArgh! Here we go again I thought to myself.

I have to say that during all of this carry on, Missymoo and Hava had been out picking around the house, they had been quiet and quite well behaved. Hmmmm.

After dropping Oscar and Cindy off (they are staying for a few months), their lift drove out and left the gate open. Yes, open!

Hmmmmmmm. First rule of being on a farm.... Leave the gate how you found it!!! I was furious with these people.

So, with the gate down, Missymoo and Hava decided to take themselves off down Willowvale Road for a meet and greet with all the local horses. Luckily they turned left instead of right and ended up down with Rusty and Eric the Horse.

Evan and I bolted down to bring them back, luckily there was no traffic....

All horses restored to their respective paddocks, fed and watered, Evan and I came inside and collapsed. What a nightmare Friday was!

In fact Evan collapsed in a heap at 8pm and I found sollace on the lounge watching a Star Trek Voyager marathon...

Iam exhausted just thinking about yesterday. AAAAArgh!!!!.

Helen.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Sounds like a fairly normal day. ;) Be thankful the boys had had their ops and the dogs behaved themselves. :) All sorted out in the end with no mishaps, I hope.