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| 4/1/11 Scooter Pie Update:
The Misadventures of Scooter Pie
You might not know who I am, but I’m the smallest of the pony herd at Rocky River Stables. I may be vertically challenged when I’m standing on my four feet but I can be much taller when standing on two back feet and sometimes when standing on two front feet I can get my tail end pretty high up there too. Just ask some of my big horse friends, when I’m turned out to play. I hold my own with the big boys. I wish my tall humans would just let me hang out on the cross ties with my small friends, they bring out my gentler side and I love it when they brush me.
But, I digress. You would not believe what happened to me. We had a big flood awhile back. The river came up and water was all the way across the outside ring. Logs and branches and twigs were left where a lot of the sand was. After the water went down we all were turned out to play like usual. Unfortunately, being a senior pony my eyes aren’t as good as they used to be. I always like to poke my head thru the fence and eat grass. Well in the process of snagging a few tasty blades I poked my eye pretty bad. When I was brought in my friend Karen noticed I couldn’t keep my eye all the way open. A few hours later the dreaded vet came. I don’t know about you guys but I’m not too fond of vets, especially when the needles come out. I have to say I’m fairly opposed to needles. Of course I’m also opposed to having someone stick their fingers in my sore eye. I tried to fend off this mighty vet but she got help – two more humans. Well they stuck me, then I felt kind of funny and a little out of it but by then it wasn’t bothering me as much when they looked in my eye. Later I heard the vet say I had punctured my eyeball. That worried me a little. She gave the humans some medicines to give me. I put up with those silly humans putting three kinds of medicine in my eye three times a day plus some goo they stuck in my mouth and some powdery stuff that covered my grain. After about one week of this torturous routine I had enough. I gave them the Scooter Pie stubborn pony treatment. I wouldn’t let them open my eyelids. I swung my head real fast away. I ran around my stall; I even tried to get as tall as they are by standing on my back feet. I figured that would cure those humans of bothering my poor eyeball. They finally let me alone. Unfortunately my eye started hurting real bad after another week and they had that vet look at my poor eye again. Then she really scared me. She said my eye had to be removed, as in surgery. All of a sudden I was being loaded in a horse trailer and went to an Equine Hospital, very funny smelling place. The humans there seemed very nice. I suppose if I had been better for my eye medicine I may not have had to go to the hospital but it was too late now. So, I decided to cooperate. I’m a pretty smart little fella when it comes right down to it. Well they sedated me and removed my eye while I was standing. They put a big bandage over my eye and head and sent me home the next day. I have to say I feel much better without that painful eyeball. And I’m adjusting pretty well with my one eye. I hope nobody will be too offended or scared when they see me with a dent in my head where my eye used to be. I figure I’ll be a shoe in for a pirate at our next Halloween Horse Show. The best thing is I know I can depend on my small humans to carefully lead me in pony camp. It’s sort of like having a two-legged seeing eyed dog. I would like to thank Equine Specialty Hospital for doing a great job and I reluctantly have to thank Dr. Indy Peckham that needle wielding woman from the Visiting Vet who really saved my life, and also I have to thank Michele Vonk for the trailer ride. And I’m real sorry I was such a bugger to all of you tall humans who were trying to help me by putting medicines in my eye. If any of my devoted small friends would like to send their tooth fairy money my way I’d greatly appreciate it and I know Valley Riding would too. This was quite an ordeal. Hope to see you in pony camp.
Happy Trails,
Scooter Pie
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| 3/4/11 Elfin Update: Elfin now is enjoying his retirement with Karen Hatszegei in Lafayette Township, Ohio. He is a pasture pal to Karen's other horse and enjoying every minute of it.
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3/4/11: Honey Update: Honey came to Rocky River in May of 2010 but now has returned to her former owner. She is enjoying her 24/7 pasture turn out.
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1/26/11:Justin Update: One of our luckiest retirees, Justin is living on an 840 acre farm in Baton Rouge, Louisianna. He has a turn-out pal and goes on trail rides 3 times a week. His new owner Lucille grooms him daily and loves him to death. He is one lucky pony!
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1/26/11: Cricket Update: Cricket one of our former small ponies is living on a farm in Garretsville, Ohio. She is the boss of the barn and Sherry, her new owner says, she buffalos all the boy horses. She too is one lucky pony.
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| 1/24/11 Theo Update: Theo was a wonderful lesson horse and worked so hard when he was here. However, Valley Riding thought it would be best for him to retire and spend his time enjoying trail riding. He was a great horse that will be missed dearly.
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Lucky: Lucky is very special to have two little girls leasing him that love him very much. Before their parents gave them the ok to lease Lucky the little girls wrote their parents a letter letting them know all about him.
Lucky
By Tess and Emma Donelon
First an introduction, shall we? Lucky is a horse who came from Brecksville Stables in Ohio's beautiful valleys. He arrived the week of November 22-28, also he lives in a stall next to Guiness, Miss. Marty's horse, and across Declan, the young donkey. He is a painted horse with more brown paint than white. He would be loved and respected by the other horses and cared for by the other children. He would be trained for 3 days every week counting Monday lessons. He is young, calm and bombproof. He is a male horse, stocky, yet tall and lean. This size will never be outgrown. He has a steady canter and a lively trot. His main fear, yes, is the whip. The minute you take it in your palm, he becomes livelier and quicker. He can be slow, medium, or fast and is quite obedient. He is a great age, young, but not too young. He will fit in the family fine, because he lives on the blue eyed relation. He is the horse we've been dreaming of. He is the only horse for years that Miss. Marty has recommended for a half. Who will be half leasing it with us, you ask? The barn, of course, that Emma says I did not have to include. We would only have to go in 3 days a week (hopefully more) counting our lesson. We would become independent because we would be riding lone, in the middle while other classes would be riding. Any more information ask Emma or Tess. He has many more great qualities, so many, of which we can not name. The expence would not be great because would always know, we will always have a BEST friend, that don't come and go but last a lifetime.
Sincerely,
Emma & Tess
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