Carney's blog

continued from... The Nightmare Begins

On the last week of June, 2007, Tamara, my horse, sustained multiple
lacerations on the inside of her right hind leg. We discovered the
injuries late in the afternoon when bringing the horses in from
pasture. If I hadn't known better, I would have thought she had tangled
herself in barbwire, but we don't have barbwire. I'm not even sure barbwire is legal to use it as fencing here in Germany. So the mystery began. How did she injure herself so badly?

Going on three years ago, I bought a horse. To be precise, a monstrous 17 hand beast with a mind of her own. That's right, she's female, a mare, that makes it doubly worse. There is nothing so similar to the mentality of the human female, than a female horse, and the real problem is, when she's in a pissy mood, she really can kick the crappola out of you.