all too much.

*sigh*
seems it's just a bad start for the SAFCOL ladies and gents.

Last night, C was out for a ride on MoonFever. She just trotted a little bit (he is in last week of AHS injections) and upon asking for a canter, he fell over. On top of her.
He wouldn't get up, couldn't get up.
He just lay there. Luckily W was with C and he pulled MoonFever off her.
Eventually they got him standing, and led him home. He fell down 3 more times on the way.
Not colicky moments of wanting to roll, but just falling over. Losing all use of his hind quarters.
The vet came in, but didn't have any idea what it could be.
Then this morning, Stardust would not get out of her stable, and it took a lot of coaxing. She then went into her paddock and proceeded to run straight into the wall and fall over. Like MoonFever.

Yesterday on my ride on Trafalgar, I thought he was acting a little odd. I thought perhaps it was the back brushing boots i had put on him, which he was not used to (his owner doesn't ride with any boots on, but I prefer to be safe with him) and this was causing him to stumble under with his hind legs.
Apparently, T was riding Beautiful Lady and she did the same thing, and T thought it was just the ligament injury she had that was causing the wobbles.

And Pooh would not get out of his stable this morning either. He had to be coaxed out with lots of carrots, by J and her mum. He is also wobbly and unhappy.

So basically, the whole darn SAFCOL yard has something nasty. The vet came back this morning to collect oathay samples, as he has a strong feeling that this is the problem.

It's scary, watching the poor horses wander around like they don't know where they are or how to walk properly. Falling down. :(

I hope it _is_ the oathay, so we at least know how to stop this.

worried.

wk

Congrats!

Congratulations to cuzz G and proud papa S!
Their son, M, was born today (probably around an hour ago)
a whopping 4.07kgs!

I hope you got lots of sleep, G!

They poop a lot!

wk

midnight fire fight

Well! I've been offline because we've been hovering on the verge of an evacuation of the horses most of yesterday and all of last night!

The fire started all the way over on the other side of the valley (Boyes's Drive, to anyone who knows where i live) and then the wind came up and in about 3 hours it had crossed the roads and was right above Swaanswyk, Tokai...
It roared its way above the vineyards at Steenberg (which had been, thankfully, liberally soaked by the vineyard owners the whole day since the fire started) and came horrifically close to our farm... J and i were on standby at the stables till midnight, when the wind turned.
We might as well have stayed, because neither of us got any sleep after that - J lives right there in that area, so she was watching the blaze from her house, and I couldn't see anything except a thick blanket of dark smoke across the whole valley...
it was very scary... the stables at the top of the road were evacuated and 4 houses burned to the ground :(
The south easter that blows through the valley was not helping matters, and the ash falling was thick - it was almost like a volcano explosion or something. It was dark and hot the whole night.

J and I zipped between the SAFCOL stables - who were also on standby to evacuate - and Fairhill farm (where Ex and Al and Catch and Stormy are) most of the night, but we stayed at Fairhill when we saw how close the fires were.

Thankfully, it seems to be under control now. Although, typical african mentality, they left the bits smouldering... thinking it would go out... but the wind picked up again (gale force today) and J and I watched as a huge fire surged up the mountain again, when we went for our ride this afternoon. Luckily, they still have fire engines in the area and they went roaring up the hill.

*sigh*

so, i'm a tired girl. Thankful everyone is alright.

wk

this is how war starts...

i hate it when friends fight.
i hate being in the middle.
it's like when people used to fight with boo.
i was always in the middle, trying to mediate. trying to find the reason behind it all.

now, two really good friends of mine are fuming at each other, and i'm once again stuck in the middle.
but this time, i'm not up to mediating, i'm not up to being diplomatic.
i'm just going to go about my business.

i don't have the energy or the heart to wade into the middle of this battle. It would cost too much and i don't want to lose both friends. I don't want to lose either friend.

people are so loose with their words. why can't people think before they speak?
now feelings are hurt and hackles are up and fiery words are being exchanged, and all i can do is watch the flashes from a hill.

can't this just get sorted out? can't they just sit down and stop "he said and she said, so i said" ?
talk straight.
i know the snake who started it.
*sigh*

miserable.
wk

the waiting game

the boy has been contacted, he has responded and i have returned response.
i now wait.

throwing myself in to my horses now.
don't know why i'm bothering with humans. they just hurt you.

the saga of the boy

so...
terrible moments of indecision, and then a moment of "what the hell!"
and i contacted him...
this beautiful irish boy.


i feel like a stalker or something.
like a dirty old woman.

but i just can't help myself!

I have reread his profile so many times i feel like i know him already.
but i don't! and i must remember that.

i don't want another broken heart.
i'm still healing.

wk

about a boy

so there's this boy...
an Irish boy...
but here where i am ...
and this boy is beautiful ...
and has a big gentle heart and eyes like fire ...

and i've never even met him!

and he is so young. and i am so old.
but he sounds so old soul.

am i a desperate old maid?

am i worth it? for a boy so beautiful?

the boy