Guten Morgen liebe Leute 🥰🙋🏼♀️ wie geht es euch heute ? Es ist Bergfest und die Woche ist fast geschafft. Heute steht der Hufschmied auf dem Programm, danach gehen wir noch ne Runde raus 😍 nächste Woche habe ich endlich Urlaub 🥳🤩 kann es kaum erwarten.
Discussion: How do yall feel about tattoos on horses? .
So I'm going to do some long and low work with biscuit tomorrow because I haven't in a while. Also I want to make sure his topline stays strong💪 then maybe I might work on pivots becuase oof!..I've neglected to keep training that so he sucks at them😔
so insanely thankful for the opportunities i’ve been able to get this year. too many thank you’s to give out, but the biggest ones go to karma and jordy for always trying your hearts out for me everyday. onto next season!!💓
Since I’m still awake (at 2am) I can as well post another throwback. This is Silver the day he arrived to Sweden (August 30th 2017) vs him almost one year later (July 1st 2018). He did for sure grow and develop really nicely 😍 can’t wait what he’ll look like next summer as a 3 years old hunk 🤩
Erster Tag privat Stunden mit @sarahbrummer_parelli_prof. Tolle Ergebnisse in kurzer Zeit. Wie dankbar wir doch den Pferden sein müssen, was sie alles so mit machen, weil wir es nicht besser wussten.
Entspannt bleiben, wenn das Pferd eine unerwartete Reaktion zeigen.
Anspannung vs Entspannung. Wie schnell zeigt uns das Pferd unsere Anspannung?
Wie ehrlich können wir mit dem uns gezeigten Spiegelbild umgehen? #sarahbrummer#horsemanship#Pferde#kommunikation
7 years ago today I drug myself to a early morning action to get some tack; my mom said I didn't have to go but I did anyways. I've always looked at the auction horses even if I cant afford them so I went down to see them. I walked through the aisles with nothing in my mind, just zoned out looking at them. I came across a horse that turned towards me and put his neck over the gate. I dont normally approach the acution horses but this one seemed gentle. He was a poorly bred He was a buskin paint stallion. I just sat there watching him in the pen for a long time. My mom came and found me and looked at the stallion. She liked him alot but she tried to tell me that there was no way we're coming home with a horse. We both went back and looked at the tack. My dad was late picking us up so we stayed for the horses aswell. About 5 horses in we saw the stallion again. He was prancing around, ears flicking in every direction. His price started at $300 then dropped to $250 after minutes of awkward silence from the crowd, the stallions price went to a low $10. A kill buyer had his eye on him and bid. I was heart broken I knew the stallion was badly bred but he was worth more than a measly $10. My mom thought the same thing so she bid. We bought the stallion for $25. 7 years ago I didn't just get a horse, I got somthing so special, so unique, that even after all these years my breath still gets taken away from me.
Happy 7 years Biscuit!!!