Roxy

October 2011

The fences are finally completed, now it's time to go shopping. We need water troughs, mineral blocks, grains, hay feeders and oh ya, hay! 

Brytann (our vet) told us about the hay she brings in, it's excellent quality and all her horses have always done amazing on it. Okay, deal! Wait...he only sells 1000 lb round bales...yikes!

Now would be the perfect time to look for a tractor! We were sad to learn that Brytann was in the process of moving to her new place in Kelowna (which meant she would no longer be living just down the road). On a good note, she was more than happy to stay on as our vet and still had a lot of regular clients in the area so we'd still her as often as we'd like, whew! 

In her process of moving, she had decided to sell us her old tractor, which was perfect because that was about all we could afford! It had certainly lived a good life on her farm, and now it was about to get a new home. Now we had a way of moving the 1000 lb bales. 

Mike arriving with our first load of hay!

Luckily the property came with an old barn, perfect for storing hay.

Now that we have hay and supplies, we were eagerly waiting for Libby and Ruby to arrive. A couple days later, we got a call from Brytann. Some clients of hers were about to head south for the winter. They usually take their horses with them but this time they decided it wasn't a good idea to take their older mare. They were worried that they'd have to put her down because they wouldn't have time to list her for sale and weren't sure anyone would buy her. She was still in great shape and excellent health and they really just wanted to find her a good home, but had to do it quickly...that's where we came in. 

Meet Roxy... 

We fell in love with her right away. She's so kind and gentle. In her younger days she was quite the barrel racer, and believe me, Mike found that out pretty quickly during our first arena session! Our tenants (they rent the 2nd house on the property) had left up some barrels in the arena. We didn't think anything of it until Mike gave Roxy the go ahead to go faster. The second she saw the barrels she knew what to do, unfortunately, she didn't convey her racing abilities to Mike until it was too late. Before we knew it she had raced to the end barrel and when she came around it Mike's foot had slipped out of the stirrup, Roxy felt this and immediately banked to slip his foot back in then headed for the 2nd barrel. Luckily she listens extremely well and stopped as soon as Mike said whoa. Let's just say from then on out, we make sure there aren't any barrels in the arena ;)