A lot has happened since I last updated "the blog," I graduated from college, sent Oz to Endurance pony boot camp, got married, and bought a(nother) horse. Yep, you read that right, I not only didn't sell Oz, I decided I needed another four-legged crotch rocket. Well, I didn't actually expect to buy her but she's the "gets what she wants" type of girl and we clicked about as fast and smooth as a ballpoint pen. I mentioned her before under the "ridiculously overpriced" section of the last blog post. Thankfully, I clicked with her owner as well as we were able to make the situation work for the both of us, and so Oz has a sister in crime. Her name is Poplar, and because every Kentucky woman needs a beautiful name, and since she is about as Kentucky as a woman can get, she gets to be the state tree. Here she is in all her glory, there is no laughing allowed.
Yea, she ain't pretty underneath those lovely spots. She's long in the back, coarse in the head, thin in the neck, and she has the jumpers bump from hell. Yet, I love his mare and did from the moment I met her as she walked around her field refusing to be caught by this stranger until a suitable offering of nice hay and hand picked grass had been presented. I like her 'tude. Can you guess what her breeding is?
As for Oz man, I get to pick him up from boot camp in four days and I am ready to ride! I'll post again then with an update.
