Blessed are those who are flexible.....

Blessed are those who are flexible, for they will never get bent out of shape...

I thrive on a structures schedule, but that doesn't mean I can't roll with the punches.  Every week I worry about whether or not I will get all  my homework done, whether I will be able to pay all my bills along with the constant worry of the unexpected.

Georgia has had so many unexpected accidents that I get anxious when she hasn't had one for awhile.  She has either gotten cut, pulled a shoe, gotten bit, or has had a terrible allergy attack.  

Having a horse is defiantly an adventure.  The weather plays a huge role every morning we do chores.  Today it was too wet, cold, and windy for them to go outside.  Whenever it is windy outside, horses always act a little more skittish than usual just because they can hear so much going on.  Even though we have an indoor arena the wind still finds its way into the barn and the rain sneaks through the cracks.  As we cleaned the stalls this morning, we let two or three horses into the arena so they could still move around for awhile.

When it was finally Georgia's turn to go play, she was ready.  She has gotten into the habit of shooting out of her stall door to go play, whenever someone opens the door.  I had not witnessed this, but I was told that is how she has been acting.

I walked into her stall, put her halter on and opened the door.  She must behave differently around me because I didn't have a problem with her taking off.  As soon as I let go of her, thats when it happened.  She lunged forward towards the other end of the arena, bucking all the way down.  I though for sure she was going to peel one of her brand new shoes off her front feet.  "Be careful!" I yelled to her, but that didn't slow her down.

She turned the corner to come back towards me at full speed.  At moments like that I am always glad I hashed out an exit route just in case it was necessary.  I jumped into her stall and slid the door shut just enough so she would realize she was way to big to get through.

Being the kind of girl she is, she stopped just in time to blow dirt all over me then looked into my eyes and blow a cloud of air out of her heaving body right in my face.  I couldn't help but laugh out loud because I knew she was playing with me.  Little does she know that I am much more breakable not to mention smaller than her, and she would have crushed me.

Its good to be flexible when you are a horse owner, otherwise your blood pressure would be very high.  There are only two feelings are allowed when your around horses, patience and a sense of humor (and the occasional feeling of overwhelming love ;)  ).