That is the question! And of course I will!
Saturday..........
Its off to Toowoomba trackwork to see Joey work and to meet Greg and Anthony who are the other owners of Joey "Joie de Victorie" (pictured above with Paul Nipperess and Evan). Awake at 4.30am, out feeding the 4-hooved ones at 5am and leave Massie Lodge by 5.45am to get to Toowoomba by 6.30am to see Joey work at around 6.45am. Paul is looking at a 1200m race at Esk on 1st April for Joey's first start this preparation.
Back home by 10am (after firstly stopping into to see Paul Nipperess's new stables and house at Toowoomba and stopping at Allora for a cooked breakfast) and its outside to pick up pooh, do waters, do any dressings (take off Sunny's bandage, take off Blotto's poultice off his foot, down the back to Eric to clean his foot and his face. Pick up some hay from the hayshed).
Then the day sort of pans out like this.....
Feed Eric, Trousers, Queenie and Southern. Drive back up to the house and do the lunches (which is hay). Check the waters. Refill Floss's and Shorts water. Top up Billy and Max's water. Clean out Sunny and Cindy's bowl. Refill. Check that Hamish McStagger (Sir Weather Vain) has eaten his breakfast and do his water. Hamish arrived at Massie Lodge on Thursday for a spell.
Do the feeds for tonight (which normally gets done in the morning after feed up). Come inside and relax for a bit and have some lunch ( "A bit" can be anything from an hour to a few hours).
Go back out and check the waters. Clean up the house yards of pooh (yet again - wish they would do it in the one spot!). Get ready to start dinners. (Horses usually start to get a bit narcy around this time - anything from around 3 onwards, because they know its nearly dinner time!). Do any meds required (none at this time).
Start feeding up. Sunny, Cindy first. Then Hamish McStagger. Max and Billy are usually pacing up and down (and Shortcake is starting to yell out... "Where the hell is mine? Cant you see that Iam dying of malnutrition????). Blotto follows the young boys.
Bob and Ringo are hanging over the rail dribbling in anticipation...... Shortcake is running around like a mad thing yelling, "WHERE IS MY DINNER?" Flossie sticks her head around the corner and lets us know she is there....
Of course, Sweetie, Libby and wee Jimmy start making noises when they see you down with Flossie.... because its their turn NEXT!!!
Meanwhile over in the Chestnut paddock Vera, Maddie and Zandrea who all look pregnant but are definitely dry are singing in unison and at the top of their voices, "Why are we waiting, why are we waiting, why are we waiting, oh why do we wait?" So, its a bolt over to them to give them some hay as a token (and to shut up their incessant singing of that song!) ... their paddock is full of grass, they are rotund ... they dont need handfeeding.
Meanwhile back at the front of the house.... the two young men pace along their yard .... up and down... up and down .... they are virtually starving to death.... no one ever feeds them.... (what a load of crap!). As soon as one of us is spotted with the blue buckets their pacing turns into dancing and leaping "We're saved, we will be fed, they have remembered us!" And there is much celebrating between the two boys for this night they will dine like Kings! (Um, just in case you're not sure about that paragraph .... Lenny and Jake actually get fed 3 times a day as they are only yearlings).
Then its a quick trip around to give them all some hay with dinner. While the little boys eat their dinners outside, they like to have their hay inside the stable in the long blue container set on 2 tyres on the far back wall with the candles lit and the mood music playing .... talk about spoilt.
Bob (Centenn) and Ringo (Ring Cycle) are still coming to terms with the concept of hay and also prefer to eat theirs inside their shed and in little piles.
Hamish McStagger likes to pick up his bowl and throw it around his yard as he feels that he is practicing for the Commonwealth Games event "Feed Bowl Discus" problem is the feed tends to go everywhere and he then comes looking for more!
Silence! Not a sound can be heard at Massie Lodge but for the munching of the equines happily involved in their meals!
Now its time for the Canines!! Maybe thats a story for another day. lol
Boo Hiss Boo.........
To the trainer in Warrnambool who was disqualified by the Stewards for 3 years after being found guilty of 8 charges relating to cruelty to horses.
The charges related to failing to provide sufficient food to the horses in his care and insufficient veterinary attention or appropriate treatment. 4 horses under his care had to be destroyed.
In this day and age how can something like this happen? Its a tragedy - not only for the horses under this trainer's care, but for the owners who love their horses and pay the trainer monthly to supply care and food to his charges. The trainer is entrusted to care for these horses! This should never have happened. Shame, shame, shame!
Finally on a brighter note, to Adavale Hornet, the $1 horse who keeps on winning...... well done the boy!
Helen.
Saturday..........
Its off to Toowoomba trackwork to see Joey work and to meet Greg and Anthony who are the other owners of Joey "Joie de Victorie" (pictured above with Paul Nipperess and Evan). Awake at 4.30am, out feeding the 4-hooved ones at 5am and leave Massie Lodge by 5.45am to get to Toowoomba by 6.30am to see Joey work at around 6.45am. Paul is looking at a 1200m race at Esk on 1st April for Joey's first start this preparation.
Back home by 10am (after firstly stopping into to see Paul Nipperess's new stables and house at Toowoomba and stopping at Allora for a cooked breakfast) and its outside to pick up pooh, do waters, do any dressings (take off Sunny's bandage, take off Blotto's poultice off his foot, down the back to Eric to clean his foot and his face. Pick up some hay from the hayshed).
Then the day sort of pans out like this.....
Feed Eric, Trousers, Queenie and Southern. Drive back up to the house and do the lunches (which is hay). Check the waters. Refill Floss's and Shorts water. Top up Billy and Max's water. Clean out Sunny and Cindy's bowl. Refill. Check that Hamish McStagger (Sir Weather Vain) has eaten his breakfast and do his water. Hamish arrived at Massie Lodge on Thursday for a spell.
Do the feeds for tonight (which normally gets done in the morning after feed up). Come inside and relax for a bit and have some lunch ( "A bit" can be anything from an hour to a few hours).
Go back out and check the waters. Clean up the house yards of pooh (yet again - wish they would do it in the one spot!). Get ready to start dinners. (Horses usually start to get a bit narcy around this time - anything from around 3 onwards, because they know its nearly dinner time!). Do any meds required (none at this time).
Start feeding up. Sunny, Cindy first. Then Hamish McStagger. Max and Billy are usually pacing up and down (and Shortcake is starting to yell out... "Where the hell is mine? Cant you see that Iam dying of malnutrition????). Blotto follows the young boys.
Bob and Ringo are hanging over the rail dribbling in anticipation...... Shortcake is running around like a mad thing yelling, "WHERE IS MY DINNER?" Flossie sticks her head around the corner and lets us know she is there....
Of course, Sweetie, Libby and wee Jimmy start making noises when they see you down with Flossie.... because its their turn NEXT!!!
Meanwhile over in the Chestnut paddock Vera, Maddie and Zandrea who all look pregnant but are definitely dry are singing in unison and at the top of their voices, "Why are we waiting, why are we waiting, why are we waiting, oh why do we wait?" So, its a bolt over to them to give them some hay as a token (and to shut up their incessant singing of that song!) ... their paddock is full of grass, they are rotund ... they dont need handfeeding.
Meanwhile back at the front of the house.... the two young men pace along their yard .... up and down... up and down .... they are virtually starving to death.... no one ever feeds them.... (what a load of crap!). As soon as one of us is spotted with the blue buckets their pacing turns into dancing and leaping "We're saved, we will be fed, they have remembered us!" And there is much celebrating between the two boys for this night they will dine like Kings! (Um, just in case you're not sure about that paragraph .... Lenny and Jake actually get fed 3 times a day as they are only yearlings).
Then its a quick trip around to give them all some hay with dinner. While the little boys eat their dinners outside, they like to have their hay inside the stable in the long blue container set on 2 tyres on the far back wall with the candles lit and the mood music playing .... talk about spoilt.
Bob (Centenn) and Ringo (Ring Cycle) are still coming to terms with the concept of hay and also prefer to eat theirs inside their shed and in little piles.
Hamish McStagger likes to pick up his bowl and throw it around his yard as he feels that he is practicing for the Commonwealth Games event "Feed Bowl Discus" problem is the feed tends to go everywhere and he then comes looking for more!
Silence! Not a sound can be heard at Massie Lodge but for the munching of the equines happily involved in their meals!
Now its time for the Canines!! Maybe thats a story for another day. lol
Boo Hiss Boo.........
To the trainer in Warrnambool who was disqualified by the Stewards for 3 years after being found guilty of 8 charges relating to cruelty to horses.
The charges related to failing to provide sufficient food to the horses in his care and insufficient veterinary attention or appropriate treatment. 4 horses under his care had to be destroyed.
In this day and age how can something like this happen? Its a tragedy - not only for the horses under this trainer's care, but for the owners who love their horses and pay the trainer monthly to supply care and food to his charges. The trainer is entrusted to care for these horses! This should never have happened. Shame, shame, shame!
Finally on a brighter note, to Adavale Hornet, the $1 horse who keeps on winning...... well done the boy!
Helen.
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